Storm Troopers, Hockey Players, and the Methodist Church
Daniel and I don’t care about the Nashville Predators or the Buffalo Sabres. But we do like to drive very long distances for hockey games, and so we found ourselves getting into Mrs. Potts at 9am on a Saturday to drive to Nashville for a 7pm game. Four hours later we made it to Music City, hunting down a food truck called the Grilled Cheeserie. We were told they offered something called the Mac n’ Cheese Grilled Cheese. Obviously, our…