After resolving GonZo's pee pee problem.....
Next stop was ground transportation. Now I'm a top level member of any rental car agency you can name, in this case Avis Preferred. I'm used to shoooting across the street, getting in a car and leaving.
In Memphis, they put you on a bus, drive you halfway to Nashville and then make you stand in line regardless of your status. I'll be checking to see if Hertz in Memphis is any better next trip.
No worries though, just glad GonZo got to piss or that bus would've been damp.
So they put us in a sky blue Ford Taurus since Avis doesn't have a luxury class in Memphis. GonZo said a silent prayer as he know what I do to rental cars. And we set out for some BBQ.
We were on a quest for best BBQ, we did our homework and if we didn't find it, I've gotta know what is better in Memphis. We ate at Jim Neely's:
Note the camera....I think that's in case the corner kids decide to decorate his mural. This is a bit of an iffy neighborhood, but some damned fine Q.
Kathi called it dead on....she said we would be elbow deep in BBQ about that time. She knows us well, we had literally rolled up our shirt sleeves for this one.
They put the food in front of us and after being on a late flight and only having had pretzels and biscoff cookies, most of the food had disappeared before it occurred to either of us we shoulda taken a pic.
We had a combo with chopped pig and ribs. The ribs were perfectly tender and would pull right off the bone with ease. Great sauce....sweet but spicy and a good balance of both.
Highly recommend this place.