The Aquarium is a restaurant chain. There's one in Nashville, at Opry Mills - right near our hotel.
We were on vacation, but I was sick; I didn't really have the energy to do anything. So we vegged out until lunchtime, and Charlie took me to The Aquarium.
I'm not a fan of chain restaurants, much less theme-y chain restaurants. I'd rather eat in a local joint anytime - but we gave it a shot.
It is a very strange experience. On one side of the restaurant is a gigantic aquarium; floor-to-ceiling, filled with all kinds of corals and tropical fish. The fish are absolutely elegant - yet on display in a strange way. Opposite the aquarium are tables, with banquette/booths lining the wall.
Everything is painted a fluoro-robin's egg blue, with nemo-light mobiles hanging from the ceiling, seahorse salt and pepper shakers, garish ocean murals. In other words, the decor is in direct opposition to the natural loveliness of the fish.
And so you're sitting there, looking at live, gorgeous aquatic wildlife in a setting of cartoony faux-cean. And of course you're there to eat them, too.
So I asked Charlie: When God told Adam to fill the earth and subdue it, did he have in mind something like this?