Sunday on the lower Avenue
When hunger pangs struck, it wasn’t too late to catch a little music with a meal at Manuel’s. As we walked through to the inner room, the musicians (playing saxophone and a keyboard rig set at “piano”) were on an extremely Coltrane-esque “My One and Only You.” The fake-book was fat. Once conversation ensued, I don’t remember paying much attention to the music, but did hear “Desafinado” for sure. At the Peace Building, business was good in the La Pe