Showing posts with label drinks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drinks. Show all posts

Saturday, August 18, 2012

The Wedding Learning Curve

What I've learned from weddings for when I'm plotting planning my own:

KISS.  Not during the ceremony but Keep It Short & Simple. My own take on the acronym. The ceremony bit for last Sunday's wedding was fifteen minutes.  It was brilliant. Not a lot of speaking by the officiant, nice succinct vows by the couple and then everyone is released to mingle and eat.

Good food is a must.  Whether it's appetizers, a potluck or served courses, if the food is good everyone walks away with a smile on their face. Simple dishes but high quality.  Don't over feed people because most have a propensity to keep eating as long as the food is there. It seems that the food is one of the first things that people comment on or ask about after.

You never need as much cake as you think you do.  I've never been at a wedding where there wasn't cake left over. Again, go simple. Small slices but lots of them. A few even smaller kid-friendly/dieter-friendly plates too. Absolutely no smashing cake in each others faces for the bride and grooms.

While signature drinks seems like a good idea, I haven't had one I like at a wedding.  Sure, it seemed like a nice drink when the bartender had you try a bourbon-gin-fizz-foo foo-whatever. The odds that most other folks are going to like it are slim to none.  Open bar with a few beers/ciders, and options are the way to go.  I'll take a simple gin and tonic or rum and coke over a foo-foo whatsy any day. Just keep it coming.

Champagne is overrated.  This is a totally personal opinion partially based on the fact that champagne and I have a hate-hate relationship.  I don't love the taste.  It also seems to rush to my brain and start banging around with a hammer. If I have a toast (and that's a very big IF), it's going to be with the bevvie of one's choice.

No kids or animals in the wedding.  Johnny Carson made the wise oberservation that one should never perform with children or animals let they upstage you.  There is no surer way for things to not go as planned.

Take season and temperature into account.  No one enjoys swealtering or freezing. If it's unavoidable, chose a venue with appropriate accomodations.

Less stuff makes life easier.  Fewer acitvities on the wedding day. Less stuff to schlep around.  Fewer people involved.  Of course, I subscribe to those policies in my every day life. 

I may not have a wedding, ever.  I may not get married.  The first time around I managed to end up married without a shower, a party, a wedding, an invitation, an anything.  If I feel the need to say "I do" again, it will probably be with a small ceremony.  I have friends from all over the place, living all over the place.  I think that makes for the prefect opportunity for a destination wedding because even if I held it locally, people would have to fly in for it. Luckily I'm selective about my peeps, just like I am about my beer.

Most people have similar reactions to weddings as they do with babies.  They ooohhh and ahhhhh and coo over them, the pictures, the process.  I don't get it.  I just don't.  It a lot of time, a lot more money, stress, chaos, aggravation.  I might meet Mr. Amazing and want all of that baloney, but I will never, NEVER spend thirty, forty, fifty thousand on a one day event. That's craziness people.

Family, friends, a beach somewhere. . . .Oh and Mr. Amazing! If it weren't for that bit, I'd be ready to schedule a wedding now.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Weekend Recap - May terminates

After the rollercoaster of last weekend, I am very pleased to report this weekend went much simpler and smoother.  Friday night was drinks with the girls at Loewys.  Only one hitch there which I didn't discover until Saturday.  I'd started at the bar and gave them my bank card to open a tab.  When all the girls came in we moved to a table for eats.  At the table we all threw in cash, as usual, to pay the split bill.  I completely forgot my card and went into a minor panic on Saturday.  First I thought I left it in an ATM I'd also visited Friday night.  Luckily they are holding it for me until this evening.  Whew. You were wrong Ian, they didn't buy the bar rounds on me all night. Thank goodness!!

We had a couple drinks there and then BoT sent word that he was finished at work.  It had been (a bit of) a hellish week for him.  Overtime everyday, ridiculous new procedures.  When he works 1p-10p as it is, overtime is really a killer.  The boss thanked them by letting them out an hour early on Friday.  He and the boys came down for a couple drinks.  After one at Poste, we all went our separate ways.  Mine was home.

Saturday meant meetings for BoT and a cleaning/organizing spree for me. I haven't had one in a while and the place looked good.  The maid had just been on Friday but I'd made a bit of a mess after she left and then threw things around after I got home Friday night.  Evening time meant a nice dinner with Carla and Donna at Toscana.  I can't figure out why we don't go there more often.  It's about 10 minutes from home, reasonably priced (especially for the pasta dishes) and tastes good.  The real selling point is that the music is kept at a din so you can have a conversation.

Dinner gave way to drinks at EP.  Good Ol' EP.  It's our standard.  Our favorite band there was on.  The boys had a footie end of season drinkfest, so were already there.  Plus we were planning to watch the Wembly Championship Barcelona vs Manchester United game at 01:45am.  A good time was had by all.  No one passed out, no one went home alone (well, not all the way home alone).  Nothing stolen, no tears, no bloodshed.  Brilliant.

Sunday was a recovery day, as I feel we should be allotted every week without it cutting into the weekend.  An hour or two at the pool despite the overcast did us all some good.  I cooked a remarkably good meal considering I used what was in the fridge, and all I could find was chicken, half a carrot, some onion, not ripe tomatoes.  Add some sauce and serve over rice.  I think I surprised myself more than anyone else.  Add an inane movie and I by 9pm I was dragging.

BoT was sweet enough to agree to my place since I have to be up at 6 and he doesn't. As always, but especially as of lately, 6am came waaay too early.  The kids have pressed their luck today but the good weekend will buoy me through at least today and hopefully a bit of tomorrow.