Pure imagination

August 23, 2004

On Friday night, Rama and I saw Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory at the LA County Museum of Art. As part of a month-long series, the museum held the screening outside on the lawn. The weather has been gorgeous, especially in the evenings, and I’ve always loved that movie, so I knew I just had to go.

I bought way too much candy for the event, complete with a chocolate bar wrapped to look like a Wonka Bar. There was even homemade golden ticket slipped inside for Rama to find.

When Rama opened it — the same time that Charlie opened his winning candybar — he whispered to me, “I bet I’m the only one here with my own golden ticket.”

I nodded. “I bet you are.”

At one point in the evening, I looked over the fence to the street and city lights and realized how beautiful it was. I remembered watching the scene in The Wedding Planner where J.Lo and Matthew McConaughey catch a screening of an old movie at a park and wishing that I could have a night like that. I felt so grateful and giddy that, years later, I actually was.


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