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Would you drive over seven hours through rain & semis for a little
music & BBQ? Apparently I would. I didn't plan on the rain and traffic
but that's what I got. The rain did let up on occasion, such as when I
skirted Nashville, but it seemed to rain more than not.
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I walked to Beale Street after checking into the hotel. There was a small
jam session in Handy Park and blues fans were just starting to appear on
the street. The last of the day's sunlight vanished while I eased my
thirst inside the Rum Boogie Cafe.
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Dinner was at Pig on
Beale. A banner declaring the this the home of a Memphis in May Grand
Champion hangs above a window full of trophies. Inside red vinyl stools
stand in front of a glass block counter. What's not to love? The cole
slaw, apparently. I ordered slaw then asked if the onion rings were good.
"Yes", came the reply, "but the cole slaw isn't." I
switched to potato salad and, despite the waitress's endorsement, decided
against the onion rings. Corn & potato salad were OK. Ribs were great.
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The Challenge starts tomorrow so tonight on Beale was essentially business
as usual with a crowd swelled by IBC attendees. Some places blasted
recorded music and some with the real thing had a cover charge. The
tastefully decorated Blues City Cafe had no cover. They did have a good
crowd and a hard driving seven piece fronted by
Earl the Pearl.
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