Gracyn Husband is a skilled Marketing Manager at A.Ray Hospitality, specializing in local and new restaurant marketing, social media, managing uniform programs, and guest relations. Prior to this role, Gracyn worked as a Marketing Assistant at Landmark Recovery, where they focused on creating backlinks to support SEO. With experience as a Server at M.L. ROSE PUB 002, LLC and Sunspot Restaurant, Gracyn excelled in training new hires, managing tasks with attention to detail, and resolving issues effectively. Additionally, Gracyn served as a Jack Daniel's Brand Ambassador at The Hive, showcasing excellent public speaking and teamwork skills. Gracyn holds a Bachelor's degree in Business Analytics and Statistics from the Haslam College of Business at the University of Tennessee.
By Chris Chamberlain, Nashville Scene Since the first outpost of M.L.Rose Craft Beer & Burgers opened in Melrose more than 16 years ago, the restaurant has succeeded by listening to its customers to develop into the sort of neighborhood hang that diners were seeking. To kick off 2025, M.L.Rose is again listening to its customers, this time to… Continue reading M.L.Rose Commits to Crowdsourcing for Two New Special Offerings
By Kate Feinberg These are some of our favorite neighborhood bars for watching football around Nashville. Each offers plentiful screens, seating, and parking, along with great food. Football fans in Nashville have a ton of options when it comes to choosing a local sports bar for game-day celebrations, but there are some particularly great spots… Continue reading 10 Great Nashville Spots to Watch Football
Summer is a time to relax, soak up the sun, and most importantly, enjoy a quality beer. Lucky for you, M.L.Rose has a wide variety of refreshing summer beers, allowing everybody to discover their favorite.
Summer is a time to relax, soak up the sun, and most importantly, enjoy a quality beer. Lucky for you, M.L.Rose has a wide variety of refreshing summer beers, allowing everybody to discover their favorite.
Read the full article here. The votes have been tallied and the results are in! Congratulations to all of our finalists in the 2024 Mt. Juliet Main Street Awards. All finalists were nominated by our readers’ and selected by their votes, naming each as one of Mt. Juliet’s favorite local businesses, people, places and events… Continue reading Mt. Juliet 2024 Main Street Awards Finalists Announced
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
Four times a year at an undisclosed (to me) location in Nashville, a dozen men and women holding candles and dressed in black, hooded robes solemnly file into a room furnished only with a massive table and chairs. Silently, they place their candles at the table’s center, sit, and lower their hoods.
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