Burning, Burning, Burning, and Nothing Can Cool Me?
Travel Blog • Eva Holland • 03.19.08 | 10:17 AM ET
I spent the better part of last week literally at the end of Lonely Street, in an RV park across the street from Graceland. Competition was stiff, but my verdict is in: The most hilarious Elvis-related play on words came courtesy of the Heartbreak Hotel’s Jungle Room Restaurant, where the “Hunk a Burning Tenders” are on offer every day from 3 p.m. to 10 p.m. The only downside? They really weren’t that spicy.