Live Blog: Adam Schlatker’s Bar Mitzvah Experience

By Natalie Shultz

7:05 p.m. After a 45-minute drive, I finally arrive at Fantasy of Flight in Polk City with my family for the Bar Mitzvah of the son of a friend of my mom’s.  The theme of Adam’s Bar Mitzvah is chemistry, so the lady at the front door greets us with, “Welcome to Adam’s Laboratory,” and asks me if I have any lab rats in my purse.  We walk down the red carpet and there are all different entertainers dressed like scientists, and then the kids split away from the adults and go down the junior scientist route back to flight simulators…

7:15 p.m. We are having cocktail hour until 8. There are really cool shots in test tubes, for the adults of course. Outback is catering, and the shrimp quiches and crab wontons are outstanding. I think I am going to go back for seconds…

7:23 p.m. The kids are still in the flight simulators. I must admit, I am a little jealous.  The beakers have dry ice and are making the whole room really smoky, so I cannot see very well…

7:40 p.m. The videographer comes over and we all say “mazel tov, Adam” to the camera…

7:50 p.m. Almost time to go into the airplane hangar, which is good because we are starving…

8:01 p.m. There is a periodic table which serves as the seating chart, so we are going to go look at it to find our seats. Underneath the chemical is your name and the answer to a math problem.  The table numbers are math problems, so before we can find them, we have to do the math.  Clearly, as a journalist, this might be a problem. Thank goodness for my brother-in-law, the accountant, who knows the cubed root of 125…

8:10 p.m. Still cracking up watching the old people try to figure out “one squared” and what the symbol pi means…

8:15 p.m. At this point, it has gotten a little ridiculous, and the entertainers are sent out to help the lost quests…

8:26 p.m. Adam makes his grand entrance with some of the entertainers and he meets his mom and dad, Diane and Paul, and his sister Rachel, at the front, and his parents give a formal thank you to all the guests…

8:30 p.m. There is a slideshow of Adam growing up… naked kid pictures are always embarrassing, especially to 13-year-old boy and an eight-year-old little girl…

8:45 p.m. The Rabbi says the Hamotzi, breaks the bread and drinks the red wine, and now we are ready to eat…

9:00 p.m. Dinner is served. There is a huge buffet with lots of different pastas; a carving station with different meats; a table with different breads and dipping sauces; and a salad station…

9:12 p.m. Our table finally called to go up, which is a good thing because I am getting pretty grumpy smelling food and not being able to eat it…

9:30 p.m. We finish eating, and the DJ starts the music so people can start dancing…

9:43 p.m. The entertainers start Adam’s conga line and then throw out different glow-in-the-dark party favors to the audience, like necklaces and bracelets.

9:57 p.m. Adam’s little sister, Rachel, and her group of friends came up and performed a song and dance they made for Adam—“It’s time to celebrate! A-D-A-M…”

10:05 p.m. The entertainers are giving out inflatable instruments now, and some of the kids go back to do the flight simulators again and to take a tour of the airplanes, and there is a camera guy set up with a green screen for kids to take pictures…

10:14 p.m. We start to walk around and say our goodbyes and thank yous…

10:25 p.m. On the way out, the hostess hands me a brown tank top that says “Got Science?” and a test tube of candy (which will keep me awake on the drive) home, and we head to the parking lot for the journey back to Tampa.

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