Last night we went back in time to the Castro Theater, which ten years ago, was our neighborhood haunt, and saw The Lost World, circa 1925:
Updated, by a live performance by Dengue Fever, who rocked the orchestra pit:
It was Great.
If you're into campy, silent, Dinosaur films set to Cambodian pop / Psychedlic Rock, or just nights out with you husband sans children, I highly recommend it.
Afterward, we walked down Market to the original Chow, where we frequently ate when we were young, urban, and childless. The owners were on a similar trajectory as us, and now have restaurants in the suburbs, where we take our kids, infrequently, when we want a taste of our old life.
We found one of the last remaining tables, (Why is it places are always so much smaller than you remember?) and split a burger, salad, prosecco, and chocolate cream pie, before taking the Muni and BART home, and back to our Real World.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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What a perfect evening!
Everything - including restaurants - shrinks as you get older!!
Ah, but sometimes it is so good to escape for just a while.
An unusual, innovative evening ;)
Last time I saw The Lost World, it was the 1950s remake. Eh. An alligator with accoutrements vs a komodo dragon widda same, while David Hedison and Jill St. John play duck 'n cover.
Who do you think will do a CGI version?
Dengue Fever rocks!
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