DINNER: Tuesday, March 4, 2003

Because of our involvement with HENRY V, we've got precious-little downtime, so there's really been no time (and even less energy) for cooking. Tonight, for example, Wendy didn't even come into the house between work and our leaving for the theater.

I'd stopped on the way home and picked up some Hummus and pita, some cookies, and some candy. We had a sort of peasant picnic in the booth of the theater.