Albany likes to bill itself as the Good Life City, but that name hasn’t been applicable in quite some time. With crime and a poor economy, a name like the Good Life City is sort of like calling a bald guy “Curly” or a big guy “Tiny”. However, amidst all the chaos and turmoil that is this city, there is one man who seems to thrive in this town in spite of everything else. He walks into Harvest Moon with a swagger and confidence that came from many years on a stage, playing music for a living. He moves around the place like it’s not a restaurant, but his own private party and everyone is invited. It’s like its Bo Henry’s world. We’re just living in it. Continue reading Success In The Good Life City