Miserable, sleety and cold Toronto streets were melted from my conciousness once I was warmly esconced in my red, velvet chair in the Elgin Theatre. I don't recall them being so nice and squashy!
I was there for a performance of the Toronto production of Barrymore, starring Christopher Plummer, who had played the role of film/theatre legend John Barrymore several years ago on Broadway, for which he won the Tony. Plummer is over 80, and not to sound ageist, but the man is a marvel. He's sprightly, wry, sexy, bears impeccable timing and has great legs in tights. The script, by William Luce, was highly quotable, very witty... I shall have to see if I can purchase it. It's by turn sweetly sad, naughty and insightful. And, by the way, Plummer does a great Lionel Barrymore impression as well!
Afterwards, we ended up at Mercatto on Toronto Street... perfect for post-theatre dining. A glass of Prosecco, some light and perfect arancini (small balls of risotto filled with cheese and lightly fried), and the fluffiest gnocchi I've ever had in a delicious lamb/basil sauce. I slept like a baby.