Postby Moutaineer » Thu Jun 15, 2017 12:19 am
I think there were at least 80 people there, texsure, and that's not counting all the multitude of little kids who were not at the wedding itself. You couldn't shake a stick in that small town for 5 days without bumping into a member of the extended family and friends, and I know 35 of us descended on a restaurant for lunch one day. The Sicilians were very kind, delighted to be hosting such a happy party, and made us feel very much at home. And everyone behaved themselves admirably, even, mostly, my husband's ex-wife.
Yeah, bride is not a cake eater, which is why she can wear Vera Wang...
There was a bit of a mix up at the reception dinner as it suddenly started downpouring with rain and we all had to flee inside for a course, so we weren't sitting were we were meant to be sitting. I ended up happily eating half a plate of the utterly delicious risotto that was put in front of me before it was whipped it away from me by a rather anxious Maitre D. Unbeknownst to me and my champagne cheerful self it was loaded with crustaceans, which I am not meant to eat, and though they had been instructed to make me a special dish by my ever thoughtful step son, they couldn't find me. So I ended up breaking out in some fairly spectacular hives, which didn't spoil the party, but made my last couple of days and the trip home rather uncomfortable. Fortunately, bride's father is an allergist so I was pretty sure I wasn't going to die on his watch. (Her mother is a horsewoman, so that's good!)
It all looks beautiful. 