I had this idea that maybe if I bought four tickets for the matinee performance of The Nutcracker at Ballet West on the day after Christmas, and had Jack give one to my mom for Christmas, along with an invitation to lunch at Siegfried's, the German deli right next door to the theater, then maybe she would agree to join us--Jack, Jr, and me.
Since my dad died, she hasn't wanted to go out much, other than to church on Sundays and frequently, Sunday dinner at my house. I hoped she might come with us, and for a couple of hours, be able to simply enjoy herself.
So Jack gave her the ticket yesterday along with a hand-printed note, inviting her to lunch at Siegfried's at noon. She agreed to go.
We picked her up at noon in Jr's car. He drove us to the door of Siegfried's and she and I went in to get in the line while Jr and Jack parked the car. She immediately asked if I wanted to share a reuben sandwich, which, hello, of course. Siegfried's also has amazing fried potatoes and mom added a piece of apple streudel that we all shared.
Lunch was tasty.
We finished in plenty of time to walk the short distance to the theater. We rode the elevator to the mezzanine and found our seats. As we settled in, mom leaned over and said to me, "You done good, kid." And then we were transported to the beauty and strength and grace that is ballet.
It could not have been a better afternoon.
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💗💗 I'm so glad you were all able to go and have such a wonderful time.
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