hold me closer, tony danza.

So last night we went to the Tavernacle, a dueling piano bar here in Salt Lake. Aside from musical awesomeness, beverage tastiness and people dancing on the pianos, they also had a prop box next to the stage complete with a picture of this fine representative of compromised gender roles*:

So you could say we had an amazing time... but I'd rather call it an "extrava-danza." Har.

*I mean Tony Danza, not me. I don't think I'm doing anything all that transcendent compared to the glories of "Who's the Boss?" And obvs. my picture was not in the prop box.

Photo credit to Will who reluctantly took this picture.