Thursday, July 21, 2011

Rain Storms Ribs and Earnest

Arter cooling off in our air conditioned room for a couple of hours we head out for our last dinner in Memphis. We were all about the BBQ. I had done my research and determined that we were going to Charlie Vergos Rendezvous, a place renowned for their ribs about 12 or so blocks from our hotel. It was hot and muggy as we began our walk to the restaurant. About 3 blocks into it I noticed that it was raining about half a block away...then the skies opened up and the downpour started. It really rained hard, thunder and lightening followed. We ducked under the awning to wait it out. There was a country music concert going on in the park a Ross the street from us. We watched as folks got absolutely soaked. Keith kept saying it was going to pass through, so we waited and waited and the rain kept coming. After about 30 minutes I was finally able to hail a cab, and we were saved by Memphis native Earnest. A big Teddy bear of a guy and taxi driver extrodinair. We joked about all these girls in cotton dresses soaked to the bone and I remarked that I hoped they were wearing underware, from there itwent on to the praises of cialis. He was a fun guy and got us to the restaurant without us looking like drowned rats.
Yes we had ribs again, we had to. The ribs at Rendezvous were dryer and cooked over charcoal. No sauce but a great spice rub. Sauce was on the table if you wanted it. The beans and slaw they were served with were really good too. I can't say which ribs were better; these or the ones last night from Pig On Beale. Different styles both wonderful. We had planned to hit the clubs but were in a pork coma so we decided to make an early night of it. We called Earnest and he picked us up and took us back to our hotel. We have a 9 hour drive tomorrow back to
Atlanta. We did what we came here to do. We enjoyed the music, saw Graceland, learned about soul and the blues, and went to the Civil Rights Museum. Keith even made it on the news with his stint as a fill in demonstrator. It's all good.
Goodnight Mom, we love you. Peace out.

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