Tonight things come to a head during the Quickfire of Top Chef: Just Desserts, and the course of the competition changes for the rest of the season. I keep saying it, but I am still stunned by how dramatic pastry chefs are. And fun. And mouthwatering.
Last night I saw Roger Waters perform The Wall in its entirety in front of an SRO crowd at Madison Square Garden. We had gorgeous seats, for which I am grateful because the show was tremendous theater from start to finish. I don't know how many damn times I listened to The Wall in high school and college (and since, of course), but it is safe to say that it was a definitive soundtrack to my coming of age.
Waters is in perfect voice, and he committed to giving his work the showcase it deserved by making it a spectacle unfolding onstage. Over the course of two hours and change, they built -- and tore down -- a wall right in front of your eyes, all accented with Thanksgiving Day Parade-sized figures and iconic video images from the film and new ones. It's all very anti-war and angst and rebellion and what artist is doing that today, I wonder.
I was happy to smell a ton of pot at Madison Square Garden last night. Maybe the gaurds just said, "What the hell, let these people smoke it up and hear the music as it was meant to be." Maybe. Or maybe there were too many stoners for them to do anything about it. Anyway, it seemed to be the right thing for the crowd.
Hope you like Just Desserts tonight.