With those two trimmed, we'd have a festival worth toasting. Wit and insight lace many of the other offerings: Glendora Davis' Jill in the Box crams a lifetime's worth of aches and laughs into minutes. Lee Miller's The Recipe both lances and celebrates family traditions with tender humor. Marj O'Neill-Butler's What If? double-helix monologues from a sixtysomething woman, remembering her abortion, and a thirtyish man, adopted as a child and now searching for his birth mother wrenches, thanks to a tough-minded script and strong performances from Vicky DeLaughder and Tom Stoppelman. The reason I don't too deeply resent these (almost) three hours, though, is Crystal Jackson's Please Remove This Stuffed Animal From My Head, a toothy comic allegory of just how hard it is for a man to get an appointment to have a stuffed tiger cut off his body. It's cutting, funny and, as its real-world parallels become more obvious, politically ferocious. It was another play for grown-ups. .