Tiramisu

What has more athleticism, fancy footwork, artistry and crowd-pleasing jumps than the Harlem Globetrotters? Ballet West's Swan Lake! And it had an evil sorcerer, unrequited love, a beautiful set and some of the best Romantic music ever written. The ballet was so good, none of the girls wanted to leave during the second intermission, and it was a long ballet. That right there is quite an endorsement! The only downside to the evening was that I had to leave my own little cygnet home for so long without food! Scott is great with him, and he survived, which is more that you can say for poor Odette and the prince.

Thanks to Jennie for making the arrangements and Marlene for helping with crowd control! Sometimes going to performances feels like eating your vegetables. It's good for you. It strengthens you. But you're kind of in it for the dessert afterwards. This time, the performance was pure ladyfingers and mascarpone, dusted with cocoa! When the curtain went up on the third act, fog rolled out and billowed up. Suddenly, a swan rose up out of the mist, and then another and another until the whole ballet corps was sweeping across the stage. The collective gasp from the audience of young dancers as the swans began to appear was sublime. Girls, this is what all those dance classes are about.