23
Oct
We went to see “Where the Wild Things Are” last night, and I needed atypical cinema snacks to go with such a wild, fresh film.
There is a Starbucks next door to the theater, and I snagged: an old fashioned donut (glazed—mmmm), a package of Madeleines, and a Pellegrino for some bubbly.
Since they frown upon bringing outside snacks into the theater, I slipped them into my bag, feeling very wild indeed.
