NYC Take Two

Astro-girl and I, on Sunday, head out for the next section of our Manhattan Adventure:

*Gyros from a street vendor. If that isn't an adventure, what is?

*Bloomingdale's. Who would Astro-girl be without her shoes?

*A matinee: Mamma Mia at the Winter Garden. Two things are going to take place in the 21st century: Oscars are going to be handed out for actors offering impersonations of famous people of the 20th century (so far we've seen Katherine Hepburn, Ray Charles, Truman Capote, Idi Amin--or rather their alter egos---so honored), and every popular musical group and performer of the 20th century is going to to empty its catalogue in an attempt to strike it big on Broadway. Who have we had yet? Queen, the Four Seasons, Frankie Valli, Billy Joel--and, in Mamma Mia, Abba. The story, of course, is a piffle (a bethrothed young lady's search for her father* among three candidates), yet oddly touching toward the end, and the three performance numbers at the end ("Dancing Queen" chief among them) are socko.

*Macy's. Which no longer advertises as "The World's LArgest Store," oddly enough.

*The Capital Grille. Steak!

And to all a good night.

(*Corrected from "Husband," thanks to SundDevil-Joe)