the back burner

almond vanilla pound cake

So JG and I spent yesterday evening with two female Covenant grads. They made dinner for us in Gainesville and served an almond vanilla pound cake with freshly-whipped cream and stawberries for dessert. Good grief! I was (comparatively) speechless.

We watched Tyler Perry's Diary of a Mad, Black Woman together. Like ALW's Phantom, it was a musical before it was a movie, which makes me think about how that sort of translation occurs. The cast of DOAMBW was almost certainly not the stage cast. They were way too conscious of those little understatements which an audience can't notice onstage but can through the camera (eye movement, detailed body language like lips and jaw muscles, etc.).

I really liked what the movie said about forgiveness being difficult and not fun and not negating responsibilities. I really liked Tyler Perry's characters (there were three). But it was still not a great movie. More of a fun movie: one I would see again, but would probably prefer to see on stage.