Just completed Chgo New Orleans Chgo round trip, and I have a few suggestions. On the way down, we decided to take our time and do it in two days, leaving Chicago in the early morning and arriving in Memphis in the mid-afternoon on the first day. Our hotel was within steps of the Rendezvous, from which we have had ribs air-delivered to us, but had not experienced in person, so that was dinner. Good not fabulous, but happy we went. A good dry rub rib, and a couple of glasses of beer--not much to complain about. We had been warned by a friend who had just spent three months working in Memphis that Jim Neeley's Interstate BBQ was better (more on that later), but the proximity of the Rendezvous, plus always having wanted to go, gave it the edge--and we only had one dinner in town. We set out the next morning, this time avoiding I-55, and instead took Hwy 61 south out of Memphis towards Tunica and Clarksdale, MS. Much more interesting road--a state highway that lets you pass through a number of southern towns. We stopped for breakfast in Tunica at the Blue & White Restaurant--a terrific southern diner with stellar homemade biscuits. Friendly people, although it was slightly disconcerting to walk in and see virtually every booth filled with hunters in camo gear. My wife whispered to me, wondering if anyone could spot us as "you-know-whats" (I assume she meant some combination of any or all of the following: yankee-liberal-Jewish-rabble-rousing-Communists). I whispered back, asking her if she thought our SUV import with Illinois plates or my curly hair or the New York Times I had brought in might be a giveaway. But the Blue & White was a not-to-be-missed experience--the biscuits, country ham, perfect eggs, grits, hash browns, gigantic coffee mugs--it was heaven. And I swear our waitress said when we were leaving that "you all come back and see us sometime." If you turn right from the restaurant and head a few blocks into the old downtown, you'll see a two-block stretch of stores and the town square right out of a movie (like "To Kill a Mockingbird.")
We kept going south, passing through Clarksdale and Cleveland. There was an entrance to the Natchez Trace Parkway at some point along the way, and took this beautiful scenic drive the last 25 miles or so into Natchez. We stopped at the historic B'Nai Israel Temple downtown (unfortunately closed--we wanted to see the Museum of the Southern Jewish Experience which is in the basement of the synagogue). Then we had lunch at the Magnolia Grill, right on the banks of the Mississippi, apparently the oldest restaurant in Natchez, and a nice find. Mostly seafood, fairly sophisticated preps, very good spot for lunch. On the way out of town, we stopped at the city cemetary, just a mile or so from downtown. I knew my great great grandmother had come from Natchez before getting married and moving to Louisville, so thought I'd take a shot and see if there were any of her kin there. In a small walled off spot, I found the old Jewish section--no more than 50 graves--and just inside the gate, the first headstone was that of her brother, who died in 1850-something, at the age of 20. A very moving experience, but I digress.....
We made it to New Orleans by 8 pm, and drove right to Tujugue's (pronounced Two Jacks) in the Quarter for dinner. It's been serving the same table d'hote dinner for 130 years--gumbo, salad, brisket with horseradish app, followed by your choice from among two or three entrees, and caramel bread pudding for dessert. Very reasonable for a fixed price dinner ($40 complete), and a perfect place after a long road trip where few if any decisions needed to be made.
In New Orleans, we went to most of the usual suspects--Cafe Du Monde, Central Grocery, Mother's. Dinner one night at Emeril's Delmonico (tre expensive, quite good, but better steak places in Chgo), another night at Pascal's Manale (for BBQ shrimp--after a long bad slide in quality, followed by being closed by Katrina, this old-school joint is back, better than ever. Make sure you have drinks with the bartender, Eddie). Another evening we had po' boys and oysters at Felix's. And a late night shrimp po' boy at St. Charles Tavern, a 24/7 dive--spunky waitresses, decent food, pretty cheap. The best find was a corner bar off Magazine Street, called Parasol's--the finest roast beef po' boy in town, according to the local guy who steered me there, and it was a sensation. Messy, drippy, and "dressed" (New Orleans talk for lettuce, tomato, mayo). Make sure you order the fried pickles.
We did the return trip to Chgo in one long day (7am to 9pm), but as we were going through Memphis around lunch time, I thought we might want to give the Jim Neeley place a try, even though we'd have to get off I-55, and go several miles out of the way. But just as we were about to do so, we passed a highway GAS-FOOD-LODGING next exit sign, and one of the listed places was Neeley's, obviously an outpost/satellite of the original. It was only a block or two off the highway, and even had a drive-through, so it was chopped pork sandwiches all around--just a touch of sauce and a mound of cole slaw on top of the meat. Totally beautiful.
See, I'm an idea man, Chuck. I got ideas coming at me all day. Hey, I got it! Take LIVE tuna fish and FEED 'em mayonnaise!
-Michael Keaton's character in Night Shift