Small Theatre

My bestie and I had fallen behind in our ‘adventures’. Instead of trying to figure out what the other wants or needs, we now commit to 4 different events or adventures a year, 1 for each of our birthdays and 1 each for Christmas. Recently, due to some changes in her life (her husband passed away in August, after declining quickly in the last stages of an incurable disease). She also finally decided to retire at the young age of 70.5 years, which she chose to do just weeks before her husband’s passing. Now, we had the time to look at possible adventures, and we found two small theatre performances that we thought we’d enjoy. One was at McCoole’s, a place we had been to before, and was called “Women are From Mars, Men are From Uranus”. The other was called “Morning After Grace” and was in the Montgomery Theatre, about 25 minutes away, and was a new venue for us. It just so happened that the shows were only 4 days apart and on one of those days we weren’t seeing a show, we were both signed up for a crafting class!

The first show we saw at McCoole’s wasn’t a comedy, but with a title like “Women are From Mars, Men are From Uranus”, it made sense that this would be some kind of gentle male-bashing comedy. WRONG! It was some written in-house thing about two lab scientists accidently releasing something that created a woman and a man. The story was dull, and the female lab scientist was so monotone that one would think she was on the first read-through of the script. The woman that was created wore different pieces of yoga wear throughout each scene, and it was so skintight it was distracting, and there was no denying that the audience could tell when she was cold. If somebody asked me to rate it, I would give it a “1”, but only to assure that it was known that I didn’t ignore the request. It was an absolute waste of $25, in my opinion. The day out was only salvaged by the fact that dinner afterwards was at Red Robin, where neither of us had been since I moved from the one in Lancaster.

As truly bad as that show was, the absolute opposite is true of “Morning After Grace.” The story had three characters who each had something internally that they needed to deal with. Agnus had just buried his wife, Grace, who was killed in a vehicle accident. Ollie is suffering from the fact that he and his son have had no contact for some years and not knowing how to rekindle their relationship. Abigail is a woman who sometimes drinks too much but spends her time advising other people how to fix what’s wrong in their lives to avoid looking at what’s wrong in her own life.

Comedic? Darn tooting it was! These are three ‘senior citizens’ who each feel they have lived long enough to earn the right to say what’s on their minds without a filter. Plus, the show opens up with Abigail and Agnus asleep on a couch as the result of a one-night stand. They met because….well, she crashed Angus’ wife’s funeral!

The best part is that, while we all laughed our way through the dialog, each person has an internal dilemma that needs “fixed”. And the shocker comes when we find out that Grace, Agnus’ wife, died in that vehicle accident on the way to meet her lover.

The cast got a standing ovation, and it was well deserved. I would go back and see it again, just to see if I could concentrate on the depth of the words each spoke and not just the laughter.

As weather turns colder, even though we’re supposed to have a mild winter that is warmer than usual, we won’t be making any plans to see anything until at least March. Neither of us likes to drive at night (gotta love those matinees!) and neither of us likes to drive in bad weather, so we’ll be keeping our eyes open for events happening in the spring.

Meanwhile, I have more than enough books to get me through the winter (and spring, and summer), and I’m very much behind on some craft things, so let old man Winter show up whenever as early as December 1st (I have my nesting pantry list but I haven’t gotten too much of it yet.) I’m ready for soups and stews and grilled cheese sandwiches and hot chocolate and toast!

Oh, and I have such a hoard of recipes to try out for possible sharing and that will keep me quite busy as well!

The Rest of Last Weekend

Although the barbeque competition was at the center of last weekend, there were also a lot of things beyond that which made it an amazing weekend. Going to the competition required, for me, an overnight stay in the area the night before. Having lived in Lancaster County for 14 years and having worked in it for 20, that wasn’t a problem! I was excited to have a little bit of a chance to play ‘tourist’ and also visit some places near and dear to me.

I started by checking into the Strasburg Village Inn on Friday night. Having managed this property for 5 years before retiring and moving from the area, I left behind dear once-colleague but become-friends that I was excited to see again. (I do try to make several day trips each year as well.) It was awesome to see Tammy, Peggy and Emily again! It was ‘interesting’ to stay at the Inn and try not to find little details that were missed by the current staff taking care of it. Of course, my eagle eyes are well-trained, and I did find a few minor infractions, but nothing that would have made me think the place was dirty or unkempt. And as always, friendliness to the guests remains a top priority.

I walked to Pizza City on Friday night, looking forward to a slice of true New York style crust pizza. It did not disappoint! While I was there, I texted my dear friends, Dave and Debbie, who live just down the street from it. They joined me there, where we chatted for quite a while, then walked back with me to the Inn to continue our visit. The Inn was the place they often stayed while visiting the area from New Jersey before they moved there, so it was fun for them to have memories of the gathering room and the complimentary fudge samples from next door.

Worth ignoring my diabetes to have a few bites!

After tiredness won over all of us (around 11:30 PM) we said our goodbyes until we met up the next day at the competition. I didn’t sleep well – not that this is anything new! – and went down for breakfast around 8:15 AM. Breakfast did not disappoint. There was a seedless watermelon slice, a pastry and a glass of orange juice awaiting, then, cooked to order when I arrived, scrambled eggs, home fries, two large links of sausage and toast. It was a LOT of food!

When I finally checked out, sadly saying goodbye to my friends, I headed to the Strasburg Farm Market. This used to be a neighborhood grocery store, small but perfect for the elderly who live in the area and don’t own/drive a car. Now it’s more of a farm market than a grocery store. Produce was local from the area and nice. There is a candy area, a meat area and an area with pre-made items. I found fresh-made chicken croquettes, which my bestie loves, so I got some to bring home to her.

Nothing better than fresh AND local!

Next stop was Bird-in-Hand Farmers’ Market. I used to run here whenever I wanted some sage sausage from a specific vendor, but never really looked at much else. This time, I wandered a little more. I was looking for a stand that had hog maul (pigs’ stomach) but while I could find the frozen stomachs, no one had it pre-made. You can stuff it with almost anything – it’s like a sausage casing – but the most popular way it’s made is stuffed with a mix of sausage, potatoes and onions. Some people steam it, but I steam it to get it cooked through, then bake/broil it to make the lining crispy. Crisped, it’s very much like eating crunchy chicken or turkey skin. I found my cup cheese and found out that I could order the stuffed hog maul from this stand with two weeks’ notice. Trust me, I’m already working on planning the next day trip there!

This, too, is fresh and local!

From there, I took the leisurely back roads to the competition venue. I came upon a meat and deli store on the way, so I stopped off, just in case they had pre-made hog maul. They did not, but I found a cracker spread made with bacon, horseradish, shredded cheddar cheese and cream cheese, and that, with some wheat crackers, ended up being the snack everyone enjoyed at the competition.

We did stay for the awards ceremony, so it was going on 6 PM by the time I left. I got home before 7:30, unloaded the cooler of the many treats plus bags of meat, and pretty much crashed in bed by 9 PM. I needed to get some sleep because another event was happening on Sunday afternoon!

Sunday, my bestie, Joanne, another member of our crazy crew, Brian and I all went to see a show at a small theatre venue. I’d seen the sign for it on my trips back and forth to my chiropractor’s office, and they were doing a murder mystery. Since it was close (less than 20 minutes from home), good pricing ($18 a ticket) and available for a Sunday matinee, we decided to try it out. The show we saw, “Nora Swan: Murder Most Personal” was set in New York City post WWII. The show was written in-house, and we were all impressed. Their program showed several of their upcoming productions, and I’m pretty sure they haven’t seen the last of us!

Finally, home again! And no place to go or people to see for a few days! I’m glad I got to do it all, but between all of this activity and the continued meat comas, I need lots of lots of rest!