My husband watched a WGBH fundraiser and was enticed to join PBS. And buy a set of music DVD's. Neither was that great, but since he listens to NPR, we both agree that it was a worthy cause.
Being a member means we're notified when events come up. Like "An Evening Enspired by Downton Abbey"
"You’ll travel back in time to the 1920s to revel in the music, dance, food and fashion that make the era portrayed onDownton Abbey so appealing. Sip cocktails and sample the same cuisine as the British Aristocracy while enjoying dance demonstrations and opera and jazz performed by great local artists. Listen to experts discuss the social and cultural history of the Jazz Age, including the art of fashion and what emerging technology meant for the fashion industry.
Come dressed in formal period attire and don’t forget to step into our photo booth to ensure that these memories last forever!"
Never watched the program, but I'm usually up for an evening with cocktails, food and dressing up with my hunny bunny...
It was not a good time. The really elderly people swarmed the table and the food was gone in an instant. The drinks were little sips (they did warn us) and I'm not a fan of opera singers singing jazz... Especially while sitting on what has to be the most uncomfortable chairs since time began. And the costumes were not so much Downton Abbey as flappers from the Dollar Store.
So we left.
And went to Abe & Louie's Steak House. In the snow. In our finery. I was one of a handful of women in an extremely masculine, extremely packed steak house. When I went to get my coat from the coat check attendant, five men scrambled to help me put my coat on. The winner asked for a kiss on the cheek; both cheeks to be exact.
This was a much better time
Probably won't go back to another WGBH event, but will definitely return to Abe & Louie's...
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