The Joes contemplate their tasty beverages.
Christopher and Joe R study the menus embedded in the tables at Rendezvous Ribs.
Scott, enjoying the festivities.
Mark shows off his collection of Civil War-era weaponry, barbecue sauce and napkin dispensers.
Amorak takes a narcissi-photo to prove he was there.
No, that isn't Scott. (Too much hair.) I didn't get a shot of the "biggest ass beer" place across the street. Shouldn't all these places hyphenate big-ass beer? Just to avoid confusion?
Yup, it really is called Beale Street.
Why did all the carriages have dogs? 
