I’ve always said that if I got married again, I’d want a non-traditional reception with massive amounts of fabulous appetizers– basically anything that fits on a toothpick, cracker, or toast point, and wonderful delicacies scaled down to bite-sized morsels so that no annoying flatware would be required. This of course would be followed by an obscene dessert spread. I’m not planning on tying the knot anytime soon…but Michael’s been asking how I feel about June of 2022. My response is always that I’m certainly open to a conversation involving sparkly jewelry… and I’m eternally happy to plan a menu, even if the party seems light years away. Disco sushi? Mini burgers? Dunkables and dippables? Whipped frosting cupcakes and lots of bubbly? I’m so in.
We’ve been joking about a ring so large that the shape is hard to make out from more than five feet away. We’ve taken to calling said ring “Africa.” So when one of my chattering female friends gossips about the rock on my betrothed finger she can say, “Holy shit. Did you see Jen’s ring? It’s like fucking Africa.”
“Why so serious? So raise your glass if you are wrong… in all the right ways.” Lyrics by PINK
This time around I’d be much more focused on the marriage and not the actual wedding itself, other than the food of course. And a simple band on my finger would work just fine…unless he insists! But one thing we never do is joke about the food. Like me, Michael is serious about really good food. And a good party is all about a good vibe, great music, a fun crowd, and delicious food.
Mr. Bernard Thompson giving Vivian Ward etiquette lessons in the movie Pretty Woman.
1. Dinner napkin laid gently in the lap.
2. Elbows off the table.
3. Don’t slouch!
4. Shrimp fork, salad fork, dinner fork.
My parents have cautioned me that guests, especially older relatives, want a full dinner and are used to a sit down type of affair. My response is that they will be so full that they won’t care utensils weren’t involved. And I’m not expecting everyone to stand up throughout the party– there will be dance breaks. But I’d really rather not mess with forks. I enjoy a more casual celebration, but I’ll be sure to mind my manners.
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