Each week I will share three things I like – It could be a book, a movie, a podcast, an album, a photo, an article, a restaurant, a food item, a beverage, or anything else I simply enjoy and think you might too. You can find a whole pile of things, especially books, I like and recommend HERE.
1. ‘47 Hats
I would wear a baseball cap every day if society and gainful employment didn’t dictate otherwise. Apparently they are frowned upon at weddings, funerals, most churches, my parents’ dinner table, and any place that requires “business casual” attire. And if I had a choice I would wear ’47 hats on at least 5/7 of those days. They are the most comfortable hats and they have great throwback designs. I currently own 4 of these, but I suspect that number will rise.
2. Forever Words by Johnny Cash
I’ve loved Johnny Cash’s music for a long time. He was a true troubadour – a story teller, a tale twister, a poet. And poetry is what this book is. Cash was the Man in Black. He had a public image as a tough man, a representative of the down and out, a voice for the under appreciated. He had well-publicized issues with drugs and alcohol early in his career. But he was a student, a wordsmith, and a craftsman as well. Cash was a man of deep and real faith. This book of poems is a collection published after his death. They were written on hotel stationary, airplane napkins, and spiral notebooks. And they show the mind and heart and humor and soul of Johnny Cash. If you like his music you will love this book.
3. Peg Leg Porker
I’m not positive, but I believe that the epic feud between the Hatfield and McCoys was started by an argument over BBQ. For some reason this delicious culinary art form engenders more debate and spite than any good thing ought to. Well, I for one will not take part. I love ALL BBQ – Carolina, Memphis, KC, Texas and every iteration thereof. That said, Peg leg Porker has the best ribs in Nashville. The first time I went I ordered the ribs wet and the lady at the counter stopped me and demanded I order them dry instead. I said “I don’t love dry rub ribs.” And she simply asked whether I’d had theirs and then modified my order. That confidence was properly placed and I now never order anything else when I go. When you visit Nashville, or have the privilege of living here, go to Peg Leg and order the dry rub ribs. You’re welcome.
