Since Memphis is not as walkable as Little Rock and I don’t want to take too many Ubers, I headed out to the bus station downtown to get a weekly bus pass. As we approached downtown, I noticed an unusual building in the skyline.
“What’s that pyramid?” I asked my Uber driver.
“A Bass Pro Shop”, she responded.
This piqued my interest. I’m used to seeing the Luxor in Vegas but I couldn’t imagine a sporting goods store filling that much space. So when I arrived at the station only to learn that they don’t sell passes on Sundays, I didn’t feel the trip was a waste since I could now cross the street and investigate the unusual building.
Now that I’d gotten my great outdoors fix for a bit, I figured it was time to actually go outdoors and explore downtown for a bit.
For lunch, I stopped into Huey’s for a Sunshine Burger which was served open face. The patty itself was bland but the bacon and fried egg redeemed it.
I then headed to the Memphis Music Hall of Fame. The audio portion of the museum wasn’t working so they gave me a discount. No one else was visiting at the time so it was a bit strange being alone in a silent room with stuff like BB King’s guitar Lucille and eclectic outfits that belonged to musicians I’d never heard of.
As I started to make my way back towards the hostel, I went to High Cotton Brewing. The bartender was actually from Little Rock and had attended Central High. So we chatted a bit about common experiences in LR as well as some potential places for me to visit here in Memphis.
The bartender recommended checking out Crosstown Concourse for dinner. The building was once a Sears distribution center but after being left abandoned for years has been given a new life as a mixed use complex featuring retail, restaurants, luxury apartments and a (still under construction) movie theater. It was on the way to my hostel, so I walked over to it.
I got a Superfood Salad and Roasted Bone Marrow at Farm Burger. The meal was served incredibly fast, and both dishes were delicious. The fruits and veggies in the salad were surprisingly fresh and crisp. The bone marrow was puzzling at first and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to be able to eat. Eventually, I used my fork to push the soft center out from the bone. What plopped onto my plate wasn’t aesthetically pleasing (so I opted out of photographing it) but nonetheless tasty. Basically imagine a slightly thinner and greasier flan with a slight mushroom taste.
Before I went to bed, I tried a little of some Orange Creamsicle fudge I got at Bass Pro Shops. It was smooth and creamy with enough citrus flavor to emulate its namesake but not sweet enough to be overly rich. Still, I only had a little so as not to be up for hours on a sugar high.