After dinner, I made my way to the Jazz at Schwartz’s Point night club, since it appeared that the legendary Blue Wisp was having a group that was more along the lines of neo-soul or smooth jazz. There weren’t many cars around the establishment, nor were there many people inside. But the small group of patrons were cheerful, and were enjoying the music of a piano and soprano sax duo. I enjoyed a cup of Cuban coffee while listening to them for awhile, and then decided to leave at their break, noticing the two resident cats that hang around the premises.