The Cooper’s experience was great. Being able to see them making the charcoal, all the smoke and ash, eating at big long tables with everyone who walked in the door, all these told you that you were someplace where they took their barbecue seriously. The town square reminded me of Prescott, AZ when I lived there for three years in the ealry 1980’s. Also, it was very similar to other town squares that I have seen this week.
I have already determined to return to Memphis for a serious investigation over a few days. Tomorrow I will sample what I can as I drive through. Rendezvous will have to wait until I have the time to truly appreciate it.
Mentioning Highway 61 always reminds me of the Bob Dylan song. I spent a lot of time on it visiting relatives south of St. Louis before I55 was built. That trip was 66 from Chicago to St. Louios and then 61 soputh out of St. Louis.
Also, last year I took 61 from I10 up to the Natchez Trace Parkway which I used to get to Nashville and then the Blue Ridge Parkway and Skyline Drive back to New jersey. Still had to do some spots on the interstates, but the parkways were beautiful in early spring.