Opera Night

It helps to have friends in high places. We scored tickets to the sold out show of La Boheme. Who cares if our seats were in the last row in the highest part of the theater? We could still see and plus, we looked fabulous.

Dumpling was a dapper *date*. During the final act when one character is singing about his coat he leans over and whispers in my ear, "He sure does love his coat."




Supple's *date* was actually in the performance as a waiter. He did an excellent job. We watched him scrupulously through binoculars. Way to go Chachi!

I ran into two people I knew at the opera. Funny because I was in a different town. It really IS a small world. After the performance we met up with Chachi and dined at the one, the only Original Joe's. It's old school and the food involves a lot of meat and excessive portions. We were famished and tore into that bread like we were starving artists like the characters in La Boheme.

Sometimes life imitates art.