While spending the summer working in Memphis
we got to visit alot of places. One of them was the birth place of Elvis Presley. It was really very interesting to read about him growing up and the things his friends said about him. He died so young and a tragic death. You'd think other "stars" would learn from his way of living and dieing but no these useless deaths of very talented people continue on. Why
After leaving Memphis we went to Mississippi and was told the story of "slug burgers". After which hearing the stories Phil had to try one. (It is so easy to delete a picture when you don't want to) This is the White Trolley Cafe. You set at the bar
on bar stools and watch the cooks. A greasy place.
Phil ordered a
"slug burger" and fries I had breakfast, trying to play it
safe. His had four patties plus all the trimmings. Heart attack waiting
to happen.
You are asking what is a "Slug burger" we asked also, and
hence I didn't have one you noticed. Way back when meat wasn't in
plentiful supply and neither was money this little town started adding soy to there hamburger and the price was a nickle. A nickle was referred to as a "slug". And the Slug Burger was born.
I, as well as many others, think it is a taste
you have to grow up with. Not even all the locals
like them but, then others came in and ordered a
bag full and said that they eat them at least once
a week, and then some said they came to the White Trolley every noon. Well Phil only had the one and we didn't go back .
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
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