Little Feat got it wrong.  Or at least wrong-ish.  Or maybe they wrote “Dixie Chicken” after a night of intense partying.  They were known for partying.  Whatever.  There is no Commodore Hotel in Memphis.  There is good food, especially BBQ, and good music.  But the actual Commodore Hotel is 140 miles away in Linden, TN.

We spent the day taking our time between Vicksburg and Memphis.  We’ve been in the suburbs of cities (Atlanta, Montgomery) or in small cities (Vicksburg) until now.  We’re in downtown Memphis tonight and tomorrow.  It’s a real city-downtown; big buildings, people everywhere, walk to lots of interesting places, basketball arena, baseball field, etc. And Starbucks.

We ate at the Rendezvous.  They are famous for dry-rub pork ribs.  We’re in meat-coma at this point, so this will be a short post.