Most weddings follow the formula: drink, dinner, dance. Repeat.
The Bride? Beautiful. The Groom? Adorable. The Food? Edible.
But last night's affair was different.
Need to know where the The Knights of Columbus or White Plains Elks Lodges are? I'm your go-to girl.
Like getting dressed up and walking over a major highway on a wood plank bridge? Look no further...
Let's just say that AnonyMouse and I got to know North White Plains, NY REALLY well.
Did I mention that the wedding was in White Plains? NOT North White Plains?
After a teeny breakdown on the very blustery North Broadway, the magic of Anonymouse's blackberry and a lovely cab driver who found our adventure very funny... we did end up in White Plains at the reception.
The Bride and Groom? Beautiful. Excited. Happy. Our table was a perfect mix of present and former co workers,and boyfriends and spouses. And the food? Fantastic.
A cocktail hour that has offerings of smoked fish, chopped liver, and fried cheese can only be described as brilliant. What followed was dancing, steak, more dancing, champagne, key lime mousse cake, and yes, Donna Summer was the last dance.
Precarious walk in heels + steak + love = a very good night
Three Great Married Couples Paired With Three Really Bad Wedding Entree Ideas:
My parents and Mutton
Mo and Stanny! and Broth
John and Abigail Adams and Tripe
