Our first supper club of 2015 required no pre-date menu study,
no valet parking
and no reservation.
We didn’t feel obligated to have perfect table posture or pressured to choose the right fork.
The toughest decision we had to make all night was booth—or table.
A Treehouse is an escape. A place where dreams and make believe are suspended safely above the real world.
True to form, East Nashville’s eatery by the same name left us feeling like we were in a fairytale. More…