I love a play where a simple object can carry serious emotional weight, & all the more so when it physically changes its state of matter before our eyes. Melted candles, broken dishes, & changes of heart -- nothing's quite the same on the other side of these 10 minutes.

"The Lingering Scent of Oranges" is a lovely, gratifying rendering of two sisters and the strict imprint their parents left behind. Steven G. Martin's beautifully crafted exchange made me reevaluate my tendency to overplan and save the "good stuff" for special occasions. I'm ready to renew my passport and break out my mother's good china for an impromptu tea party with my young daughter. Every day is special. Every day is a gift. Thank you, Steven.

Never was the adage "You can't have your cake and eat it, too" illustrated more humorously or elegantly than in this quirky two-hander, in which a half-burned candle becomes so much more. Filled with two colorful and specific characters (we all KNOW these women!), the piece reminds us that the pleasures of life are to be enjoyed, not put away for an imagined "later" that may or may not ever come. Depending on which sister you align with, the play will either make you gasp and clutch your chest or nod knowingly. A warm, funny, though-provoking delight!