Friday Foto: Opera Workshop

When I was taking my daughter to dance classes and going to her recitals I had no idea where it would lead. Her first recital she did not want to go on stage - she was scared stiff. I watched with the sure expectation she would take one look at the crowd and come running back into the wings, tears streaming down her face, making sure I knew that I had emotionally traumatized her for life by insisting she do the yearly recital "just once and if it's not your thing, you never have to do it again."

She came running back alright, but she was grinning from ear to ear and saying,

Again Momma! I want to go on again!

That's it baby. You are done for tonight. So you liked being onstage?

I LOVED IT!! When can I do it again?

Next year's recital.

Why do I have to wait so long? I want to go NOW.

Fast forward

15 years

later....

And that sweet, cuddly little five year old

has

become

This beautiful 19 year old college sophomore.


For her opera workshop class they did a recital. Dad was working. Son was with his friends thankful we did not invite him.

I loved every minute of the workshop, especially when it was my girl's turn to be onstage. Afterwards we were both hungry since we had not eaten dinner. We splurged and went to a restaurant we had both been dying to try. It's somewhat new (OK, opened several years ago, but we rarely go out). The restaurant is known for serving up local ingredients and my daughter and I can go and not spend a fortune as we don't eat like the boys do. We shared an appetizer and an entry, with tea (I had brown rice tea, daughter had chamomile) and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company and the ambiance of the restaurant. It was perfect after a night of opera workshop performance.

Shutome (swordfish) on the left.

Lemon risotto with cardoon on the right.

Lots of yummy veggies that I did not know.

And now for a little song and dance...

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