...I must be thinking of Sam Ludwig as Martin and James Gardiner as Crostini. Because they are comic gold. Or something like. Jess and I went to see Matt Conner's children show, Martin: The King of Pizza on Saturday night. Despite crazy traffic on the beltway (I was rushing there after work), we managed to get there with plenty of time to spare. And time to lament the fact that we did not kidnap an art deprived child or two to drag to the show to make us blend in better with those around us.
With the wisdom of a short person, I sat us squarely in the center of the front row (we were the first through the gates), only to realize that, well frankly, I actually wasn't the shortest person at this show. We ended up giving up our prime seats to smaller children and moved back into the second row.
The show operates under the simple idea that Martin, who at age 10 just completed King Training University (or College?), has come home and intends to celebrate his birthday. Nobody attends but his old friend Rosemary (who likes to go operatic on us) played by Lani Novak Howe. So he decides to disguise himself (hmm, must have left the knot in there from a previous disguise attempt) and ride throughout his kingdom to determine why nobody came. Along the way, he meets a dairy worker (Florrie Bagel), a butcher (Jennifer Soto Benson), and a baker (James Gardiner). They are all pretty much tricked into going to the castle where they all meet, all hate each other, and suddenly, poof! all of their ingredients are thrown into the fire and it comes out as pizza. It's the best birthday ever!
The cast was all wonderfully fun and very energetic. I can't imagine the kind of energy used up by Florrie and Sam during their "Extraordinary Dairy" routine. That must have been quite a workout! James was asked if he was French because one lady thought his accent was so good (though apparently some kids have told him otherwise). Sam also told us that one kid asked him if he was ten and Sam said, no that he was twelve. And the kid kind of believed him. Oh children.
This was followed up by a visit to the local "pub" in Silver Springs. They have cider. Cider, we learned, that we can actually get in a pitcher for those nights that we don't have to drive. Sweet!