Dinner was better than the play.
(Dinner: endive salad with roquefort, apples and candied walnuts; tuna tartare with avocado. Both served in attractive and substantial hockey-puck-type molded tiers for forkish deconstruction. Chocolate mousse - usually I would have ordered the tarte tatin, but I had a late-night stomach-ache and wanted something lower-volume and super-delicious/icing-like. Marathon training is making me ridiculously hungry!)
(The play: a slightly condensed version of the entire Oedipus cycle, with two intermissions and a 3+-hr. running time. The first play opened with Monty Pythonesque chorus members ostentatiously shrouding themselves in stained rags, very Ben-Hur-leper-like, and giving theatrical coughs to show that there was Something Amiss in Thebes - it went on in that spirit, with a lot of very stagey verse-reciting in a language that bore little resemblance to conventionally delivered spoken American English! ARGHHHHHH!)
Also: tips on cutting costs in the home....