Take Me To Tennessee

TCX-02-blackberry-farm-garden-shed-1012-xln-81008894-mv TCX-05-chickens-blackberry-farm-1012-xln-mv TCX-11-wine-cellar-blackberry-farm-tennessee-1012-xln-mv TCX-12-chef-joseph-lenn-blackberry-farm-tennessee-1012-xln-mv TCX-13-blackberry-farm-tennessee-family-1012-xln-mv I first read about Blackberry Farm last year in an issue of Forbes and instantly became intrigued by this gem in the Smoky Mountains. The 4,200-acre resort defies the conventional concept of a "luxury resort" and boy, do I like that. Think mounted fox-hunting, sporting clays or perhaps their upcoming 'Wine on the Fly' event.

In 1939, while selecting the perfect parcel of land with her husband, Mrs. Florida Lasier of Chicago snagged her silk stockings on a thicket of blackberry bushes, and thus, the name Blackberry Farm was born. Since its inception, the farm has remained family owned and today, is run by proprietor Sam Bealle. Sam grew up on the farm and after an array of impressive culinary experiences and between marrying his wife Mary Celeste and having four beautiful children, took on the task of holding the business. What a business it has become. Blackberry Farm has received a bounty of accolades throughout the years, including "#1 Hotel for Food Lovers in America" by Bon Appetit, "#1 Service in the U.S." by Travel and Leisure and the Wine Spectator Grand Award, just to name a few.

Although I have yet to go, it seems the farm inherently commands romance. I have a vision of taking in the early morning mist from a rocking chair with a loved one, while admiring the Black Walnut and Persimmon trees, or enjoying a quiet soak in the oversized soaking tub in one of their Hill Cottages. It is a place that has had me dreaming for quite some time and I suspect, one that will keep my dreams alive long after my prospective visit.

Photos above are via Town & Country.