A is for…
The first letter of the alphabet. The beginning of something.
Last winter’s DVD addiction.
Mr. Hudson, the Abyssinian.
A necessity if you’re a lonesome polecat.
The alethiometer.
The last note in this song.
Isn't it self explanatory?
A is for…
The first letter of the alphabet. The beginning of something.
Last winter’s DVD addiction.
Mr. Hudson, the Abyssinian.
A necessity if you’re a lonesome polecat.
The alethiometer.
The last note in this song.
Ah, but Moses supposes erroneously. A Mose is a mose. A rose is a rose. A tose is a tose. (Don’t get me started…)
I LOVE this idea. And I giggled at the last one, because not long ago I posted a link to that very scene from an iconic musical on my fb wall; happens to be my favorite musical, ever. Nice work.~d
Thank you! That song is so much fun. Not to mention the amazing dancing…
Also: I am sure I am breaking a bloggy rule by commenting on another post here, but your vegetarian kishke story is fabulous and also explains something. When I teach ballet I use recordings that are specifically made for classical ballet since the school that employs me does not have a live accompanist at the moment. One that I have used for years has a polka, Who Stole the Kishke? Imagine my surprise when I saw your post. Now I know what a kishke is (thank you); I will say that the arrangement I use in ballet class does not sound much at all like the recording you’ve included. But the main thing is this: YUM! Those pictures made my mouth water. Of course, Handsome Chef Boyfriend knew all about kishke. Next up: I am going to try to make one using your recipe. To be continued….
I love when those sorts of connections happen! Let me know how the kishke turns out.
Such a good musical. And now I want an alethiometer.
An alethiometer is essential, Margaret! That and a time turner.