I wasn't sure who would show up on a cold New Year's Eve, but in fact, some friends and fans showed up, and the small crowd didn't mind that I dug out some Christmas Carols. It turned out actually, that the book I had found in my Grandfather's antique file drawer cabinet was his, published in 1935. I love starting songs with a verse, then doing several rounds of piano only, mixing up the mood from pensive to intense, then bringing in a few more verses.
I think it went over well, and I also played some of my covers, and originals. The hot toddy that they gave me from the bar helped my scratchy throat, and of course, I finished the night with some delicious risotto.