The Mad Hatter Bistro, on Old Woodward Ave. Jumping down the rabbit hole and appearing at the Mad Hatter's Tea Party, in the town of your childhood, is an incredibly surreal experience. I traveled to Birmingham with a friend today, to have a real "tea party" at the Mad Hatter's Bistro. We had seen it advertised on Facebook and it seemed like just the ticket to escape the doldrums of a mid-Michigan winter. Birmingham is also the city I grew up in, yet it was nothing like the town I remembered. The Birmingham Theatre, where I first saw the opening of Romeo & Juliet in October 1968! That's not all bad. It was a bustling environment, with lots to see and do. We worked hard to find a parking spot, went in and out of shops, had our tea party, and scouted the old neighborhood. What a treat this adventure was. The house where I grew up - with the addition of a bay window which we used to talk about putting in, but never did. But wait - the