Look, Memphis isn't an "it" city. Its population is declining, it's been ranked one of the poorest cities in the United States, and outside of the South, people routinely pass over it for its rival to the east, Nashville, or Nashvegas, or whatever nickname hipsters trot out as they unpack their stupid acoustic guitars and try on their first stupid pair of cowboy boots.
But Memphis has it together when it comes to a few things -- our music (Sun Studio, Stax, Graceland), our food (barbecue, fried chicken, barbecue) -- and so when Tiny Diner announced its rotating menu would feature some Memphis-inspired dishes, this particular Memphian-cum-Minneapolitan got a little giddy. As an old friend used to say, "It was on like a pot of neck bones."
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