Cry Like A Baby

On repeat today and highly recommended for anyone who is feeling a bit on the Christmas downside:

CRY LIKE A BABY

Sometimes I crave Aretha the same way I crave a steak.  I feel a little weak, a little shaky, and there’s only one thing sustaining enough, life giving enough to perk me back up.  Ms Franklin is the filet mignon of soul.  Juicy, satisfying, the real deal.

I have still never been to famous Peter Luger in Brooklyn.  But I have a fantasy of going there for the first time and slamming down a prime rib while You Make Me Feel Like A Natural Woman plays on repeat, loud.  LOUD.

One Response to “Cry Like A Baby”

  1. Bill Says:

    It was Barry White Day in my household: Never, Never Gonna Give You Up, Can’t Get Enough Of Your Love, Babe & You’re The First, The Last, My Everything.

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