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One of the great joys of the Christmas show is going out afterward. As if it weren't exhausting enough to spend a couple of hours getting dressed, putting on makeup, warming up, then three more hours performing, we get out of costume and meet up at a nearby chain Italian restaurant that is never quite prepared for us, even though they know we're coming, and we order food and we sing really loud. I kind of blew out my voice last Saturday night. Heh. Anyway, here's a picture:

It's really nice. It's not the best singing you'll ever hear, but it's energetic and everyone has a good time. And comes together through singing. Which is kind of what we're all about.