So the big day has come and went. It was really fun, and as far as I could tell, everyone loved the food – lots of people came over to say so, and even more telling, not much came back on the plates. So worth rolling strudels till 1:30 a.m. and getting up to make pasta salad at 6:30 a.m. Although I was already OK with the early start on the pasta salad – first thing I ate Saturday morning was one of the little RP’s cheese tortellinis, grabbed out of my biggest stock pot full of boling water, to test it for doneness – yum, it was warm and pllowy and cheesey.
So many stories – the coffee place blew my order, and Megan and I knew from the look on the manager on duty’s face when I told him I was getting 2 5-gal cambros – we said, “OK we’ll come back in half an hour” – and they gave me the 2nd cambro for free.
A lot of people were dressed vintage/funky – the bride wore a pretty traditional white dress, scoopy, I think sweetheart neckline, off the shoulder, tight waist, full skirt, with cowboy boots. One of her brothers had on a regular black suit with flip flops. Lots of hats and veils and shawls. A couple of women guests wore white, which Megan was pretty sure was a no-no at a wedding. But several others wore black, which I was pretty sure was a no-no at a wedding.
We kept having to turn the jet-engine-in-the-corner-loud heater on & off – John & I hoped it would short out when somebody dropped a drink upstairs and it flowed through the floorboards onto the heater.
Here’re some selected photos of the food:
Here’s the link to all of John’s photos.
Today I took my two 6-foot folding tables back to E. Wash, and I figure I spent all the money I made on the wedding, because I broke a little piece off one of the car taillights when the top table got away from me, and whacked it.
