Don't let me near the kids!

Today was school the first of two school matinees for the show, and at the end of the performance, we had a Q&A with the students, including one relatively militant black teacher who likened the plight of the Jews depicted to the plight of Africans, dispossessed, driven from their homes, subject to racial injustice. But that's secondary to the important question of the day--a student asked why the men and women weren't allowed to touch one another.

And I answered truthfully. Which, unfortunately, included the phrase "certain times of the month." Whereupon my wife socked me one and I shut up.

That's what I get for reading Leviticus.

Afterwards, we went to Conte's downtown for lunch and had Asiago-stuffed olives and pasta with "Italian Gravy" as a sauce. As we were leaving, I spied on another table what appeared to be the finest lasagna known to man. I'll have to go back soon.