Not patting myself, Relieving the embarrassment of the waitress getting stiffed on the bottom line... what's 30% of 0?
The three piece Jazz combo? Well jazz is not my forte, the only thing I could request is "Take Five" and that might be an insult.
The guy who was I presumed the leader, playing an upright piano, and was dressed perfectly for an 1890 NOLA whorehouse.
They were nice to listen to with no urge to sing along or intrusive on conversations... just a little toe tapping.
Oh, and when the ambient noise overwhelms my hearing aids so I can't follow the conversation (or get bored with it) I could crane my neck a little like I was watching the band and not seem rude. Worth every penny.
