Or a sugar plum fairy for that matter; you can take your pick. The ballet’s been a Christmas tradition in the greater NYC area for ages, and it’s hard to run into young girls who haven’t been dragged to the The Nutcracker along with reluctant fathers and brothers.
The Hub was kinder than most of the former and subsidized a trip tothe theater. I remember taking my daughter and my pint sized nephew to see the ballet in Stamford one year. Nephew complete with miniature necktie and daughter in a frilly skirt. She was three. Surprisingly they both had a good time and came away clutching small nutcrackers in their sticky fingers. Continue reading