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In Charlie Johnson Reads All of Proust, a small-town Hoosier goes in search of lost time

Cornmeal mush is his madeleine.

Chicago playwright Amy Crider creates a tidy Proustian universe in this evening-length monologue, delivered by a 75-year-old small-town Hoosier named Charlie Johnson. He appears before us because he once dipped a madeleine in his coffee, whereupon his uppity daughter-in-law Patricia, witnessing this seemingly inconsequential act, promptly offered a condescending minilecture on Remembrance of Things Past.…

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