Easter Review

Today is Easter Sunday and we have a matinee. Not that I mind. My family will be eating ham, finding baskets, and hunting for eggs in Tennessee, but I had no other plans alone in San Diego.

Easter isn't one of the more sentimental holidays for me, but it is one of the big three holidays, like Thanksgiving and Christmas, that brings the family together for a day. A day of food, fun, and creativity. Over the years I've seen some very crafty ways to hide eggs from older hunters. Once, when my father cut the bottom out of a Diet Coke can, a marked-for-capture egg found safe refuge. I'll miss this year's innovations.

Our cast won't be searching for hard-boiled eggs today, but we may enjoy a few of the scrambled variety in each other's company. We have plans to meet at a San Diego eatery -- The Big Kitchen -- for breakfast. Brunch, really. And over brunch, perhaps we can also enjoy our third review.

If I had any meloncholy at the day's beginning, it melted away when I read Paola Hornbuckle's review. For my part, it said:

Kelly Lapczynski as Olive commanded the stage with her sheer presence and lofty voice. She seemed to channel Oscar into a perfect female version.

My presence and voice have gotten a lot of attention, but today it is the idea that I found the "perfect" female interpretation of Oscar that will make my colorless, shell-free eggs go down easy.