No 6th Avenue Heartache here.

With the wife driving home from one of the best days I've had in a long long time last night. This song kept coming to me. Lyrics sure had some resonance or maybe it was the rum I was drinking.

Another song,another mile
And on a good day,well I know it ain't every day
And on a bad day,well I know it ain't every day
Tired but wiser for the time

This weekend is shaping up to just be one of my best.
You ask,why Scotty is this weekend going to be awesome?

I'll tell you why.
I got to meet a great man yesterday and eat righteous chicken wings and hear kick ass blues tunes.

Today a pizza eating opportunity fell in my lap.

Here goes. The wife had told me we were supposed to meet the family at The 11 St Precinct in the East Village for lunch. I wasn't feeling it(mild hangover) lol. But she insisted I attend.

So on with the show.

Lo and be hold they had pizza on the menu.

Everyone else ordered grilled tenderloins,I didn't. Got a small double sausage.

How was the pizza? I give it an 8.8. The star of this show was the sausage. Big thick chunky and way spicy. I said it had some zip on it. The cheese was plentiful. The crust was nice and thin and had a good crunch that I love. The sauce was the weakness here. Just kinda plain,but in no way took away how good this pizza was. Coulda been baked a few more minutes too. As always it seems these joints always want to rush the pizza out of the oven.

A kickass car.

A few more street scenes.

And more to come tomorrow. Taking my tweenager out for what else for her birthday? Pizza,duh.

Truly feeling blessed.Good food. Good friends (could use a few more too). And lastly a great family.

Cheers and it's cocktail time!