B.B. King's Wings

Here is (part of) Enzo's dinner backstage at 42nd Street's own B.B. King Blues Club & Grill, where we were playing a gig. Chicken wings -- look, he only likes the drumette part! -- and rice with salmon and vegetables. So-so, sure, but provided by the venue. I thought I was dreaming when we weren't billed for dinner later on. I'm just not used to playing such posh digs.

They also had pasta with a reddish sauce that no one really touched, plus a nice mesclun salad and mini cupcakes. And beer. Good beer. What a world.

Margy's meal out in the front of the house went sadly unphotographed. Apologies.