Yum sandwiches. Post this recipe, it's good. Judy's sick so I had to make soup for 100 people. It's almost ready - I have to take it down to the Carpenters Hall here in Terrace at 3 PM - right in the middle of my rehearsal for The Affections of May.
Yes, Minestrone for 100 people.
But to sidetrack first - Rory and I went to the local highschool production of Rogers & Hammerstein's "State Fair" yesterday. I gotta say, there's nothing memorable about either this production or this show. I'd be interested to see whether it actually made it to Broadway back in 1936 or whenever it was first produced. I mean, Oklahoma! and Annie Get Your Gun are in a similar vein - the quaintness of middle America - and they have top-notchg, memorable songs. There are no classics here. And I wonder - why would they ever have chosen this one to produce? What a colossal waste of time for some 80 people involved!
Rory liked it, though.
Similarly, I'm reading Miles: the official autobiography of Miles Davis, in which he appears to be no more than the foul-mouthed brat of a wealthy middle American dentist (St. Louis), with trips to Arkansas where his successful grandfather lived.
And last night, Rod Stewart had a TV special showing off his latest album of classic big band jazz tunes, with a side trip to his oldy goldies like "Sailing" and "Maggie May" which was a stretch for his old nodes.
And Rory pops out of the shower saying how there's three Canadian acts at the top of the charts now; Shania Twain, Avril Lavigne and Sum 41 - indicating there's some hope for him to become a famous musician, I surmise.
I conclude I'm right where I'm supposed to be at right now - concentrating on big band jazz. Moving to Terrace was therefore a great opportunity for me - must tell Mike Greene and especially Bobby Tarr, who first encouraged me to get into it.
I will go get my recipe now, but first a pause to go through "My Funny Valentine" again (3rd time this morning).
That gritty stuff that you can't get out of your teeth after a trip to the beach.
