When I haven’t been reading or baking, I’ve been watching some of my favorite musicals. I grew up on them, on stages, and on screen. My parents were big fans, and introduced me to those that could be watched on our black and white television, and those that had just been released in theaters. I saw South Pacific, which I was too young to understand, but walked out singing, “Bali Ha’i” anyway, Carousel, which I was also too young to understand, but felt transformed by, “You’ll Never Walk Alon...