Last Opera
Left work early to attend the final opera performance of the season, La Boheme. First time I have seen this supposedly most beloved of operas. Nice composition and voices, but I found myself nodding off and generally uninterested, maybe I need to sit through this one again in the future. Not nearly as well done as the Cinderella production earlier in the season. Decide to attend opening day of local Greek food festival, wait in line about forty minutes of so, tanned senior citizen couple in front of me kept doting over the several small children young family behind me, the small children kept poking me in the back despite their Mother's warnings. When I finally get to the food counter I load up with Greek chicken and rice, green beans and feta salad. Easily find an empty table where I can inhale in peace. When finished with the main event, I approach the desert line to get fine Greek pastries to go, most are unpronounceable but look yummy. Boxed up and paid, I run off to local coffee shack to continue the eatathon. Nice boy at counter automatically biggie sizes my coffee and I hole up in empty table to sip and eat Grecian baked beauties. Burrrpp, done I find myself with a abrupt tummy ache. Why am I surprised? I ate a whole bunch, maybe its Byzantine food poisoning, repayment for my past alliances with the Turks. Perhaps I'll self-combust in a ball of Greek Fire. After a little horizontal rest I feel better...I don't think my cast iron stomach is as cast iron as it was before.