We're off for a quick trip to NYC to see Young Frankenstein on Broadway.  We're meeting Dan's brother, Steve, and Steve's partner, Kevin, for a whirlwhind of culture.

I know it's cliche, but I really do love NY.  My first trip there was in the late 70's with a high school drama group and my Mom.  Dad was scheduled to go and couldn't get away, so I was a last minute substitute.  We stayed in a forgettable hotel.  We ate a cheese cake the like of which I have searched for ever since.  I was kept awake all night by the traffic noise. 

And then there was the theater.  We saw Sweeney Todd, Evita (Patty Lupone and Mandy Patinkin were incredible), Die Fledermaus (or was it The Student Prince?, and I absolutely fell in love with the City.

I've been back a number of times since, mostly with Mom, but also with Dan.  We celebrated Dotty's 70th birthday with an incredible meal (arranged by Steven and Kevin) atop the Rockefeller Center just off the Rainbow Room.  (Thanks, guys...it was a life-time highlight!)

I'm looking forward, also, to seeing my godson, Chad Riter.  Chad is an aspiring dancer--attending auditions by day and waiting tables by night...taking industry jobs when they present themselves, dance and voice as frequently as possible.  He's paying his dues and living his dream.  A constant source of inspiration for me.

I'll be back on the blog when I return!  In the meantime, imagine me in the City lights, with beloved family and my favorite man in the whole world.  What's not to love?

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