A Marvelous Party

A photo of my cherry Clafouti. Our small guest ran around chanting, "shake your clafouti!"

Last night we trekked to Harvard Square, a feat in itself with the mess all day on Rte 128, to experience A Marvelous Party at the Zero Arrow Theatre. What a wonderful, indeed, marvelous treat. The cast really understood Noel Coward and what is amazing is that the actors were regulars from the ART, which normally does drama, and here they were doing fantastic musical comedy. Of course the audience was mostly over 50 and I wonder what will happen to these fantastic clever songs when this generation dies off. Alas. So hie thee to Harvard Square before August 8th and take in the music and giddiness.

Afterward we wanted a bite or three of dessert, not having had dinner. We nipped into Grendel's den but it was way to noisy and a bit too skanky for what I had in mind. But it did recall the evening my friend and I were asked to leave Grendel's Den. Years ago. We were drinking and smoking (ah the good old days) with a friend of hers called McGuirk who polished off 6 gin and tonics and when he ordered the 7th is when we were all asked to leave. My friend and I were on our 2nd white wine (how wimpy) and were not a little mortified, but later I thought about how cool it was to have been kicked out of Grendel's Den, a real feat at that time of life.

S.O. bopped upstairs at had a dessert that couldn't be beat at what used to be Upstairs at the Pudding and is now Upstairs at the Square. Or whatever.

Lots of posting to do today, so stay tuned. That's what getting out and about in the world does. Food for thought.

Grape Shot