Faustian, but no bargain Faustian, but no bargain

“The spring season at the Met is as changeable as March weather in New York: crisp and brilliant for a day or two, and then suddenly as dismal as Thursday night’s Faust.”

By on March 24, 2013 at 11:17 PM
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So La Cieca is in moderate agony today since she chipped a tooth.  She was eating turkey on white bread with mayo when it happened, which gives you some idea of your doyenne’s dental fragility, not to mention ethnic blandness, but that’s not the point of this story.  You may recall that at least once…

By on December 12, 2008 at 12:19 PM
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