Jason Tinney

I wanted to get lost. If only for a day. “Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and give strength to the body and soul,” said John “of the mountain” Muir, naturalist and “Father of National ... Read more

Day Trippin'

Signs tend to be subtle. And Subarus typically don’t break down. But on one chilly night in January, my sweetheart and I sat marooned in St. Elmo waiting for a tow truck. We’d been pseudo house hunting when her clutch stuck to the floorboard and ... Read more

Cover Story

I was six years old when I had my first taste of Tennessee Whiskey. I had wandered into the garage while my father worked in the backyard. Sliding open a cabinet beneath his workbench, I discovered two bottles. I was old enough to recognize the ... Read more

Day Trippin'

I’m bound for the heartland of East Tennessee’s moonshine country. There’s enough bite in the late autumn air to warrant a weathered leather jacket and tastes from stills setting the Smoky Mountains ablaze. Robert Mitchum’s dark amber crooning ... Read more

Day Trippin'

Concealed beneath a canopy of darkness forged by a lunar eclipse on the evening of November 24, 1863, Confederate soldiers retreated through fallen oaks and chestnuts down the mountainside. Earlier that day, General Joseph Hooker’s more than ... Read more

Cover Story

Certified with a rare and distinctive expertise in cheese, Southside’s Bleu Fox packs a world of knowledge with local focus into their independently run shop on East Main Street in the Southside. “It’s almost like a little European street where ... Read more

Between The Bridges

A good bowl of chili is like a good song—it tells a story. And like writing a song, cooking chili is an exploration. Start with a lyric or an ingredient, a loose melody or improvised recipe and go to town. Stir, simmer, step away. Come back and ... Read more

Cover Story

It’s a bold choice. But hey, who wants to take in a movie when you can wield sharp objects on a first date? The floors inside the black box arena that is Civil Axe Throwing are dusted with shards of splintered wood. Armed with a one-and-a-half ... Read more

Between The Bridges

The soft, warm smoky dew drifts down from the brow of Lookout Mountain, mingling with a healthy dose of showers that greet the first morning of June. A lone turkey tip-toes along a tree line shouldering Chattanooga Creek as an indigo bunting ... Read more

Cover Story

We stood on the sidewalk gazing at the wisteria tree. My partner Holly—a fitting name for the season—examined the tree as if it were a complex piece of modern Japanese art. Most of the leaves had fallen off by this Thanksgiving Day. Read more

Cover Story

“There he is!” The velvet in Justin Michael Reaux-Colvin’s drawl and rollicking smile, intoxicating as a riverboat ride down the Mississippi, is an inviting welcome on a warm Friday evening. Stepping up to the bar at Beast and Barrel, though his ... Read more

Between The Bridges

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