At least if I have to eat dinner in between back to back rehearsals, it can be out of a cute bento box.
Most boring subject ever, but given the five minutes I had in between taking Matthew to mom & tot, doing chores, making dinner and flying out the door to rehearsals, it's the best I could do.
And seriously? Five hours straight at a piano is at least one hour too many. Three hours running the show with the cast followed by two with the orchestra. My fingers and my brain aren't interested in working any more tonight...
