“And then I realize, in this sort of strange, hallucinatory moment, that the bug guy is looking kind of good, and the things he’s saying about bugs are really kind of fascinating, and it is then that I realized that maybe it has been too long since I’ve been on a date.”
So confesses a single mother and self-described restaurant idiot-savant in this thoroughly charming and slyly sweet one-woman play by the author of The Butterfly Collection and Spike Heels. This idiosyncratic journey of self-discovery involving the Romanian mob, a Buddhist rainstorm, a teenage daughter, shoes, and a few very bad dates enjoyed an extended run off-Broadway at Playwrights Horizons starring Julie White.
A semi-sweet paean to lonelyhearts everywhere, Bad Dates is about learning to take a closer look, and why, when it comes down to it, there’s nothing in the world like a killer pair of Chanel pumps.
Over 16 – contains occasional swearing.