I also have a soft spot for spicy chicken wings. They are always best eaten at dives and sports bars like Wogie's in the West Village New York City near my house.
The man that hath no music in himself Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds is fit for treasons stratagems and spoils.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
When a father gives to his son both laugh when a son gives to his father...
You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all...
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
I like finding that common point between another...
