Last Sunday I went to see the play "A Catered Affair" on Broadway (a birthday gift from my favorite aunt). It's a beautiful story about a poor family in the Bronx in the 1950s who struggle with the expense of providing an elaborate wedding for their only daughter.
The play focuses on the bride's mother, who wants to give her daughter the beautiful wedding that she herself never had. But I identified strongly with the bride's father, a taxi driver, who doesn't want to squander all of his hard-earned money on catering and flowers. "Of course I want to give my kid a wedding" he yells in frustration. "But I think blowing twenty years of savings on one night isn't right. Is that a crime?" (at 4:50 into the clip)
I was probably the only person in the theater at that moment who was thinking, "SephardiLady of Orthonomics would love this play!"
I chose to see this particular play because I wanted to see Harvey Fierstein perform, and he was incredible. Unfortunately, the play has now closed. I caught the last matinee performance, and Fierstein gave a long thank you speech after the curtain call. I didn't catch everything he said, but I didn't care; I just love to listen to his deep growly voice.
You see? There are some nice things about living in New York.
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