Betcha didn’t think we’d have a November Date Night, didja? (Well ha. ‘Cause…almost me neither.)
But date we did! After securing our trusty high school sitter- her school play finally ended, SHEESH theatre people- P.J. whisked me out (after we fed and jammied our girls) for a surprise evening of…theatre.
Because, seriously, a calendar year of dates in the city of Chicago with nary one staged play? TRAVESTY.
I was thrilled to realize we were heading to the Neofuturarium (which was, incidentally, one of the very first venues I attended when I moved here yeaaaars ago) to see their newest show: The Sovereign Statement. Created by Bilal Dardai (one of Chicago’s artistic treasures as well- and a pal), we were stoked to experience this new piece which explores micro-nations, political thrillers, and employs the kind of unexpected artistry for which the Neo-Futurists are utterly famous.
We enjoyed the heck out of it.
Theaters are dark places.
Without giving anything away, P.J. and I actually witnessed two separate parts of the show- and played minor hands in some of the outcomes of the new nation being created within the space. (And with all of the possibilities, I’m totally jonesing to see how other choices and audience participation could’ve caused this show to unfold.) Bottom line: You should see this show.
After the performance, I was starving (surprise, surprise), so we walked over to Andersonville’s fantastic Hopleaf Bar, home of my favorite beer (Unibroue’s Ephemere) and favorite snack (frites with mayo). Since P.J. convinced me that one of the large custom Unibroue glasses miiight be a bit more beer than generally recommended for a woman-with-child, I stuck with the frites. And some Stilton mac n’ cheese.
Candlelight is NOT romantic. It’s annoying. I sound a thousand years old.
I mean, if you can’t get fancy and snacky on a date, when can you?
The evening was divine. And P.J. was a perfect gentleman, letting me have more than my fair share of the frites n’ mac.
Maybe he was afraid I’d accidentally eat his hand if he went back for more.
Either way, it was exceptionally romantic.
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