The best way to see Broadway shows when your parents aren’t in town is to be friends with someone whose girlfriend is out of town. Thus, I was Kerry’s date for the night and didn’t even have to give him the reacharound. A very clever production — with very funny songs I will now hunt for online. If your parents are coming to town, you could do a lot worse than this show.
(Sadly, the one night only affair at Chashama is now only a memory. Thanks to the many loyal S.S. Fun shipmates who were in attendance and showing support. There is plenty of leftover boxed wine at my house if you wanna stop in.
That boxed wine was the cat’s ass — you buying it in the local supermarket or at a wine store in the hood? I’m trying to get in the habit of drinking a glass of red every night — mainly for the anti-oxidant thing. But bottles, once you uncork them, go south fast, and jug wine just aint cutting it for me. Who would have thought that stuff would be so good?
apparantly, boxed wine is the next big thing:
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/food/210264_wine02.html
Went to the little local wine shop after work yesterday — the one across from the good Chinese place and bad supermarket on Ditmars. Asked if they had any boxed wine. Guy behind the counter said no, never head of it. On my way out, I heard him making fun of me, so I turned around, fully intending to tell him to eat my balls. (A feeling I get about five times a day in Queens.) As I did, the quasimodo-type guy who obviously ran the place must have overheard the conversation, welcomed me back in and pointed out, that they did indeed have boxed wine. $12 a box — 5 liters! My parting comment to the underling: “Buddy, when I say boxed wine, what in the fuck do you think I’m talking about?”
This stuff is a blast — only a matter of time before the concept catches on. I don’t think you’ll win over any serious wine enthusiasts (unless top-end vineyards get into this), but I’d wager most people are willing to give it a shot.