No, a “man chair” isn’t what you sit on in a man cave.
It’s the chair designated for the male of the species while their better halves — or in this case, my daughter — do a little (OK, a lot of) boutique shopping.
The shop in question was Pauli’s Place Boutique* in very trendy East Nashville, where my daughter and I stayed while playing tourist for a few days last week.
We left with a beautiful scarf for my wife.
*Named for the daughter of the proprietor, a transplanted New Yorker.
