RoccoIt was small, cozy venue, “intimate” as the commercials had been calling it. The way that it was decorated, looked more like it was Valentine’s Day, than the middle of May. There were rose petals scattered on the tables, candles and heart balloons in various places. I felt like at any moment, Cupid was going to walk out and hit me over the head with an arrow.
We had a table close to the stage. It was a dinner show. The lineup for the night was dinner from a pre-set menu to be served before the show, dessert with the opener Robyn Dylan and drinks with the headliner.
The options for dinner were baked chicken, baked salmon or the vegetarian option, which was a pasta dish with the “seasonal vegetable.” Georgie and Moses, got the chicken, Zorah the fish and I muddled through the pasta wi
