There are three things that are really important to me when it comes to a wedding reception: the setting, the music, and the food. The Berlin wedding we attended on Saturday night absolutely nailed all of them.
First of all, the setting was the historic Standard Club downtown. I won't even attempt to describe how beautiful every last detail was so hopefully you can tell from the photos below. The bride, Charlotte, clearly had a vision.
The music was absolutely perfect. Two of my favorite songs were played by the musicians before the ceremony even started, Blackbird by the Beatles and the Feather song from Forrest Gump. And look closely in the photos and you'll see the band during the reception was about twenty people deep.
And then there was the food. I don't even know where to start, it was just a constant flow of good stuff. Immediately following the ceremony we went to a cocktail room and were served an array of appetizers. For whatever reason, the waiters bringing around the food took a liking to a Chris and I and they made sure to stop by our table every single time. It started with little quesadillas, then small pigs in a blanket, mini wraps, tiny bites of mac'n'cheese, liver pate, truffle something, watermelon and feta, and just when I was about to blackout from pure appetizer bliss our favorite waiter brought around lamb drumsticks. And this was all just at the cocktail hour!
I'm pretty sure there's at least five other appetizers I'm forgetting to mention, but like I said, I was already starting to slip into a food coma at this point.
The main course was delicious as well, but I was a bit full so I only took a few bites. And I've always been more of an appetizer kinda gal anyway. However when waitresses brought around miniature donuts and milkshakes after the cake was cut I was able to make a little room.
And now I'm exhausted and feeling a little bit heavy recalling every thing that was eaten on Saturday evening.
So Mazel Tov, Berlins. You know how to throw a wedding. And congrats to the groom, Mike, for stomping on that glass like it was nobody's business. That's one tradition I really wish Christianity would borrow. That and the chair dance. I would love to be bounced in the air on a chair someday.
And now to look at a few photos from the beautiful evening.
And here's a few shots from the rest of weekend. We spent Sunday afternoon walking around Lincoln Park enjoying the nice weather and watching the rowing competition that was going on. Sadly the Winklevoss twins were not in attendance.
And that's all I've got. Bring it on Monday.