As many restaurants as we’ve visited, we haven’t found anybody else who offers barbecue in the same way as this old roadside place, so it definitely deserved another look.
Behind the absolutely glorious retro signage of this old business are some pretty darn good treats, and even better service. Just the thing to get a long trip home started.
The last new restaurant that we visited in the Memphis area is also the oldest. It’s 103 years young and absolutely worth the drive to the suburbs for fabulous burgers and onion rings.
They say it’s “so good y’ull slap yo mama,” and this tourist destination really does smoke some great ribs and sausage.
Marie picked a place for lunch hoping that I’d enjoy the hamburger, and I did, but the real winner was the excellent chili.
My poor planning meant that we didn’t get to a restaurant that I really wanted to visit. Our hastily-made second choice is not really known outside the area, but locals have been crowding it for decades, and with good reason.
With stores all around the city, this looks like the area version of some other southeastern barbecue chains, but there’s more to this old business than we thought.
This local institution was badly damaged by fire earlier this year, but we got to sample their barbecue from their temporary home across the street.
One of my all-time favorite barbecue restaurants has been around for 93 years and has my favorite ribs, anywhere. We started our second day in the city with an early lunch here.
I found a dish that I wanted to order while reading other blogs about this restaurant on Cleveland at Court, and the server tried to talk me out of it! I’m glad that I stuck to my guns, because it was wonderful.
I followed a recommendation and enjoyed a really great fish sandwich at this cute little place owned by a family from Ecuador. Then Marie ordered something even better.
They could do a much better job actually celebrating Chattanooga culture than they do at this tourist spot downtown, but the employees are great and the treats are not bad.
We had not visited one of my daughter’s old favorites for many years, and she was happy to return. She was a little less happy about being reminded that us grown-ups still enjoy dancing.
After a very pretty drive through the mountains, we had a patio lunch in the Scenic City at a simple, no-frills barbecue joint.