Dining Outside the Home: Rum Boogie Cafe in Memphis, Tennessee!

Dining Outside the Home: Rum Boogie Café in Memphis, Tennessee! Take a stroll down Beale Street for smooth drinks, southern food, and toe-tappin’ Memphis blues. Try not to cause a gaper’s block as you walk through the door of the Rum Boogie Cafe. More than 200 autographed guitars are displayed in plain sight from a horde of living legends. But that’s not all. Notice memorabilia connecting the past to the present appears at every turn. Don’t forget to grab a bite to eat before the live entertainment shuffles in. My recommendation? The farm-raised Catfish Fillet sandwich. The waitress swears by it. This two-handed southern specialty is dredged in breading and fried to a golden brown. One bite and you’ll find yourself hooked on a local favorite.

Who Will Stop the Rain?

Sometimes it’s nice to sit on the edge of a party. Minutes after we settled in, a couple of mobile restaurants pulled up to the curb. Food Truck Stop Thursday at Kauai Beer Company typically offers two choices of food venues in lieu of their regular menu. George of da Jungle versus Scorpacciata are the featured chefs of the night. Street musician, guitarist Lara Brady of Epiphany, sat poised a few feet away from the wrought iron patio crooning tunes from 40 years ago when she was still a teenager. “Do you mind if I take your photo?”, I inquired. “Sure”, she replied. “It’s like a Stradivarious”, she went on, “the style of wood in this guitar. You can’t find it anymore.” I dropped a buck into her guitar case. Her toothless grin smiled in appreciation. About that time, the sky opened up and spilled forth a deluge of rain. Everyone scrambled for cover under the sidewalk awnings and sipped on a flight of eight specialty brews until it blew through. As suddenly as it began, the downpour ceased like the man upstairs turned the water spigot off. Larry, the event coordinator, looked up to the heavens, spread his arms wide, and grinned from ear to ear. “Life is good,” he exclaimed. “Let’s get this party started!” Grills fired up, high intensity pizza ovens were set to 800°, and the lines began to form placing food orders for the duration. The place was abuzz with noise and clatter. As fast as the servers could deliver, piping hot menu items were exchanged for table numbers while conversations lingered and new friendships were being made.