Sunday, February 08, 2009

This is pitiful. A thousand people freezing their butts off waiting to worship a rat.

I am so proud of myself. Yesterday I got my tires rotated like someone who actually takes care of her car. One of the little plastic valves had been recalled, so they took care of that as well. And then I paid someone else to clean the hell out of him. Hans is gorgeous and shiny now, like a new toy.

You're going to think I'm very silly, but I saw Cats! again last night. WHAT? I know. But I felt bad for having assumed D wouldn't like it, so I very whimsically grabbed him and we got to Bass Performance Hall by 730 (curtain at 8), not knowing if they even had seats. It turns out they had 2 sets of paired seats and which would we like? The ones on the 4th level? Or the ones in the orchestra box? Yeah, oh yeah, you know where we sat.

And holy shit! It was a whole new show! It makes me sad to say this, honestly, but so much gets lost the minute you leave the orchestra area. For this show, anyway. I could see detail and movement I had no idea existed; the show opened in darkness with cats in the aisles who had (electric) bright green eyes--totally missed that the other night.

And my tickets were actually cheaper than the other night because I didn't have to pay those stupid fees. And D very much enjoyed the show. I thought one of his favorites would be Mungojerry and Rumpleteazer and sure enough...

Afterwards, we went across the street for dinner at Ferre, an Italian place I've been quite curious about. I had the Sweet Potato Gnocchi (consisting of apple wood bacon, shallots, baby portabellas, filet of beef and cream--sans mushrooms because blech) and there really are few things as toe-curling savory as handmade pasta. Especially with red wine...I lingered to the point where the waiter tried to take my plate! Grr. I hope the bite marks on his hand heal.

Dessert was the Hot Chocolate Cherry Tart (dark chocolate and tart cherries topped with house-made crumble and served with vanilla gelato)--not quite what I imagined but happy warm deliciousness, in any case.

And now it's off to see The Wrestler! Finally starting to hack away at the Oscar nominations...

6 comments:

Veloute said...

Cats! again! Not surprised.

Sans mushrooms! Pshaw.

I think I would have ordered the same thing (WITH mushrooms, sorry) or the foraged mushroom ravioli (goat cheese alfredo!).

Ellen Aim said...

I try with the mushrooms sometimes but meh. They just creep me out, what can I say.

Considering the quality of the pasta, I could order just about anything off that menu. Mmmmmm.

Veloute said...

Wait! But you liked Mock Eel at A Single Pebble (well, but who doesn't like that...). Those were *shittake mushrooms* you know.

Ellen Aim said...

*rolls eyes* lol!

Yes, I know, and those are the only mushrooms I have ever liked.

Veloute said...

Yeah, I understand, actually. They are just really freaking good, so even a mushroom hater would love them. Speaking as a former mushroom hater.

Ellen Aim said...

I keep trying!!!!!!!!!!!!!