Not being one that frequents Broadway shows, as they are costly and the 42nd Street area is a tourist haven with what I consider unbearable crowds.
As a native New Yorker, I generally have a destination in mind when visiting this area and become very impatient as the crowd of tourists walking in front of me stop to gaze in wonder and take hosts of photos directly in my path, with no consideration of the persons behind them.
So if I’m investing in a performance it you usually be at the Metropolitan Opera, my favorite cultural enjoyment.
When Nicole, Tea For Me Please, invited me, her note mentioned Russian High Tea would be served at the performance. My reply, Russian High Tea! I’m in.
Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812, a pop-opera adaptation of a segment of War and Peace, the original novel, written by Leo Tolstoy, would not be my choice of Off-Broadway shows. I remember War and Peace being on one of my high school summer reading lists and though read, not retained, sorry Leo.
I had also categorized the content in the Les Miserable’s file, a Broadway show I have attended twice, never seeing it in its entirety, as I fell asleep at each performance, sorry Victor.
In preparation for this adventure I chose to wear a lovely beige dress with embroidered appliqués adoring the fabric, very Russianesque.
When I got up I realized it would be one of the coldest days of this year and opted to change my plan and pulled out an ankle length black velvet skirt (again thinking of a Russian influence) and a cable kit sweater adding my teapot cameo for a little glitz.
A very creative structure with metal siding as the entryway and once past the doorway you entered what looked like a lavishly adorned Russian tearoom, lovely.
Our table 131 already occupied by my friends Jason, Nicole and Natasha, of Snooty Tea Person fame.
The atmosphere was a buzz with waitpersons, actors and entertainers all being extremely sociable and welcoming, as if you were invited to their home for tea.
The first serving, pierogi and borscht. The pierogi was good although I did not dare drink the borscht (not my cup of tea).
We ordered a pot of tea for the table (at an outrageous cost), the tea was bagged and not high on my list of teas. Natasha, always prepared, pulled out individual packets of oolong, under the circumstances, small filled table, we thought better of brewing a loose leaf at this juncture.
The show began and to my surprise it was captivating.
The entire room became the stage with the actors/singers moving about from one side to the other. The costuming representative of the era was created simply and elegantly.
I felt as if I was a participant not just an observer.
The next “High Tea” offering, scones, that I am sure would have met with Lord Devotea’s approval large and somewhat dry more like a biscuit.
My thoughts on the show:
The music, Oh the music! Beautifully arranged combining the feeling of old with the notes of new.
Congratulations to all the performers for outstanding renditions.
The performances by, Amber Gray, Helene and Grace Mclean, Marya D, were outstanding, and has prompted me to purchase the music on itunes.
Well, as you have read, I thoroughly enjoyed the show and nary a moment did I drift into naptime.
I am already planning to return to see the show again and will be joined by my daughter. I will prepare though, by bringing my own tea.
Thanks Nicole, I had a great time, congrats on your leading Jason to tea and Natasha always a pleasure, thanks for the oolong.