Both of us having dallied in our own ways and both of us caught off guard by the 6:00pm start time of Saturday evening's performance of Timon of Athens at APT, we zoomed somewhat tensely down the highway toward Spring Green. Kenneth proposed that we eat in the truck to save time; I, having spent a good part of the day preparing our picnic, did not like the idea of awkwardly gulping it down...
Suddenly, as we rounded the bend just before the parking lot, Kenneth-- keeper of the tickets, organizer of this event-- announced, "These tickets are for tomorrow night!"
The air thus cleared of rush and tension, we made our way to Unity Chapel, after checking out whether Talliesin (which is right near APT) had some sort of picnic area. Prior to that we'd opted out of paying an entry fee to a state park in the area. Needless to say, the tables at the chapel offered a stunning venue for dinner. The picture is a bit blurry, and that seems fitting-- the whole scene had a fantastical quality, what with the autumn light, the tremendous trees, the aura of Frank Lloyd Wright, and the Wisconsin countryside.
There were reminders of the earthly: it was very buggy. If you enlarge this picture, you will see a mosquito on Kenny's face and Kenny's hand translucent because mid-swat.
Chocolate crinkle cookies for dessert.
A 6:00 Sunday evening show time, we both agreed, makes much more sense. We had a very similar picnic the following night before the play.
Tuscan tuna sandwiches and gazpacho. I replaced the deviled eggs with grapes and roasted fingerling potatoes. Sadly, the herbed mayonnaise which I made for dressing up the potatoes remained at home in the fridge.
With plenty of time to prepare, I remembered to pack a tablecloth and baked chocolate spice quickies in addition to more chocolate crinkles.
Timon, while not as revelatory as the production of Death of a Salesman we saw on Thursday night at Madison Rep., was tremendous. All-in-all, a lovely set of picnics and evenings.
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