Stacy and Hal visited us on Sunday. They saw the house for the first time, and we did brunch at Sprig & Vine. Then they tried a whole bunch of my vegan frozen desserts.
S&H brought a wonderful Champagne for us to drink at S&V. Here's a photo Stacy took and posted on Facebook:
A friend of hers pointed out that my image is captured in the stem of the glass.
I love this photo I took of S&H:
Stacy raved about the Forbidden Breakfast Burrito, and Hal enjoyed his pancakes. And they both went nuts for my VFDs back at the house. Hal said the Chocolate Ginger flavor was "amazing."
I've been making so many of them lately that there were ones I hadn't eaten in a while. I revisited my Tangelo and found it to be pretty terrific, even though I'd been concerned at the time I made it that the texture and flavor weren't all they could be. *gives myself a high five* Tony thought the Tangelo was better the second time he ate it, too. Maybe Huge Hound VFDs get better as they age a bit.
On Wednesday, before catching a matinee of The Color Purple, I had lunch with Desirée, another dear friend I don't see enough of, at the Black Iron Burger conveniently located near her office and the Port Authority Bus Terminal. I knew Tony was making us lamb chops for dinner, so I had a veggie burger, which was fine, and fries with garlic and parsley, which didn't live up to their potential for deliciousness.
Photos we took of each other:
Desirée asked me if I missed my job (at the same place where she had also worked, several years ago), and I said I had just figured out that the thing I missed about it, aside from a few of the people I worked with, was feeling smart and competent. I was really good at my job. And now I'm doing something I've never done before, starting a business from scratch, and there have been so many occasions when I've felt totally clueless and lost. And it's been frustrating at times.
But I know I'll get there. Especially with Tony's help. He's been my rock, helping me with so many problems. When I get discouraged, he'll give me a pep talk. And if there's a barrier—internal or external—stopping me from moving forward, he'll remove it. He's the best! You know, I really ought to marry that guy. ;-)
I also realized this week I have to be less hard on myself. Most of the biggest problems I've been facing have been beyond my control. I must not let frustration at the process get me down on myself.
I told Desirée I'd been doing some so-not-hip things that morning. After I closed out my account at a savings bank that has branches only in the city, I went to Whole Foods to get Guittard chocolate chips because, as I've noted on the blog before, we can't find that brand anywhere else, and there aren't any WF stores terribly close to us.
Then I went to Barnes & Noble to buy a big book of Jumble puzzles. I'd bought the monthly Jumble magazine a little while ago and had completed all but one of the puzzles, and the next mag won't be out for a while, so I resorted to a B&N run.
Jumbles are so corny, kernels of shoepeg ought to tumble out of the books. But I get a kick out of them, and they remind me of my Pop Pop, who used to cut them out of the newspaper and save them up for me.
I told D. all I needed to be an official tourist of the type I used to mock was an Abercrombie & Fitch bag with a shirtless dude on it.
The Color Purple was spectacular. I was surprised at how funny it was now and again throughout the show to offset all of the tragedy and at how joyful it was toward the end. And also at the passionate, loving kiss between Celie and Shug Avery toward the end of the first act.1
The cast blew me away, especially those three ladies on the Playbill, all of whom are making their Broadway debuts: Cynthia Erivo as Celie, Jennifer Hudson as Shug Avery, and Danielle Brooks as Sofia. And there were a crazy number of instantly compelling songs: "Big Dog," "Hell No!," "Too Beautiful for Words," "Push da Button," "What About Love?," "Miss Celie's Pants," "Any Little Thing," and "I'm Here."
I checked in on Facebook at the theater. "I read Hudson is leaving soon," Hanif commented. "That's why I saw it today and not 'someday,'" I replied. I love me some JHud.
I also loved the trio of Church Ladies—played by Carrie Compere, Bre Jackson, and Rema Webb—who acted as a gossipy Greek chorus.
The set was minimalist, with mostly chairs, some baskets, and sheets used as props. And that worked very well.
My seat was in only the second row from the stage, so I got to see several members of the cast up close. During the finale, I could see Brooks had been crying. She's been performing in this show since November—and she had another performance to do that night—and it's still moving her to tears.
1I haven't read Alice Walker's novel. I saw the movie years ago and had forgotten the happy ending and the scene in which Celie and Shug share a brief kiss. And from what I've now read online, the suggestion that they were lovers was only hinted at in the film, not clearly shown, as it was in the play. *shakes head at Spielberg and Hollywood in general* Oprah Winfrey, who played Sofia in the movie, is a producer of the play, as are, just FYI, Candy Spelling and Kelsey Grammer.