I did something last weekend that I've never done before and that was attend a Murder Mystery dinner.
I think everyone should try this at least once. We were invited to go with friends to celebrate their anniversary. We've talked about doing this for a long time, and sometimes it takes a little push to actually go and do it.
We went to Sacramento to the Delta King for the performance/dinner. I'd heard only a little bit about how these things are done. The information on the Web site for this particular place described it as "Comedy, suspense, mystery, fun, good food, and audience participation are all rolled into one hilarious evening."
I was intrigued by the idea that someone in the cast could be sitting at our table and that one of us could be drawn into the mystery.
No one from the cast was at our table, although the young couple I was chatting with all evening looked suspicious simply because of their fabulousness. I thought they were just too pretty to be 'normal' people. But they were normal, and fun, and we had a good time.
The show began with our hostess, 'Dottie' who came out and explained how the evening works. A crime will occur, people will be given clues, and suspects introduced. Dottie was very good at her job and kept everyone laughing. Immediately after her introductions, she grabbed my husband to get up and dance with her. I have to give her lots of credit because he doesn't like to dance, and doesn't care much for being in the spotlight. But he didn't need much coaxing, and I have the pictures to prove he did it.
The cast members had silly names like Johnny Dipp and Stu Podasso. The plot was sometimes weak and often confusing (or maybe that's just me). But I think it's that way on purpose. They don't want you to figure it out until you've had some dinner and drinks.
So . . . murder and mayhem ensued. More suspects were brought to light. I still kept eyeing the fabulous couple next to me, but mostly for their fabulousness.
They choose a "winner" by collecting the notes you've taken during the course of the evening. Had I known this, I might have tried to make my notes coherent to anyone but myself.
In the end, the dinner was good; the murderer was exposed; and I don't know how anybody could not have a good time. I'm not sure what the little old lady won for being the closest one to figuring out the murder - but she seemed to enjoy the lap dance performed by the policeman.
So if you're shy, or don't like bawdy humor, you should stay home. But if you're in the mood for good food and sleuthing, grab some friends and have this experience.
You can check out their Web site here.