My recap for this weekend could easily be called “How to Gain 10lbs in One Weekend, Part Two.” I see a pattern of weekend gluttony happening here, and I am going to have to cut it out before I’m obese.
(I can’t say “cut it out” without thinking of Joey Gladstone.)
Anyway, I certainly couldn’t cut it out this weekend, I had an Italian wedding to attend!
Saturday was my friend Fran (coincidentally, she had the Full House dolls at her bachelorette party) and her new husband Shawn’s wedding.
They are gorgeous lovers. Franny is a little Italian minx, and I had never been to an Italian wedding before, but I have heard the rumours. I know Italian weddings are ridiculous on the food-front. I have been excited for the eating extravaganza since they first got engaged.
Saturday afternoon I met up with my friend Lisa and her boyfriend Helio on the subway, and the three of us took the train over to the wedding together.
We all planned to drink so we didn’t want to drive. And then we were all too full from the insane amount of food to drink anyway, so…our train adventure ended up being pointless. Ohh well.
I should mention that Fran came down with appendicitis last weekend and had to have emergency surgery to have her appendix removed. I know it was extremely painful, and she told me she was worried her dress wouldn’t fit because her abdomen was still so swollen. She is really, really lucky that happened last weekend and not this weekend, or she probably would have had to cancel the wedding. But man, that is a really terrible thing to happen right before your wedding. Fran is such a trooper.
And she looked so beautiful!
She said we were the first people she saw as she was walking down the aisle, and she immediately started tearing up.
She also walked down the aisle to Grow Old With You by Adam Sandler, which even made me tear up. And Lisa actually had one lone loud sob, which was kind of funny.
After the ceremony, we enjoyed some cocktails and hors d’oeuvres, and then made our way into the hall for dinner. Around the receiving line area they had a table set up with a bunch of snacks on it, as well as some shots. I refrained though. Dinner was what I was excited for.
Let me just say, if I was Italian, I would be 400 pounds. You Italians sure know how to eat. I could not get over the amount of food, and I cleaned every single plate that landed in front of me.
We started with antipasto.
Which I LOVED. The seafood, bocconcini, and the prosciutto were probably my favourites here.
Next up was pasta.
Beef cannelloni and cheese ravioli. Which was heart-shaped and delicious. Both were delicious.
It was at this point that I started to get full. But I carried on anyway.
Chicken and steak were next. Served with mashed potatoes and roast peppers…
The chicken and the mashed potatoes were definitely the highlights of this plate for me.
And then there was a fried seafood platter…
We shared that with our table. Do not worry, that whole plate wasn’t for just me. That fried shrimp was the absolute highlight of the night for me. It was so, so good.
Anyway, that was served with salad.
And then finally, after about three hours (three hours of eating!), we had dessert.
Ohh yes, ice cream sandwich.
And that wasn’t even it. They had a late night room dedicated to dessert. An entire ROOM dedicated to dessert. It was dark in there so my pictures are crap, but picture a room filled with cakes, cookies, squares, brownies, fruit, basically every kind of dessert in the entire world. I was dying.
Man, was I full. I cannot remember a time when I’ve been more full. Luckily my dress had some room to give, but I felt like I needed to be wearing stretchy pants. Or a mumu. And I probably needed someone to pick me up in a wheelbarrow or something. I could barely move.
The centerpiece on our table included a mirror, and it was situated directly in front of me.
You know what’s not fun? Watching yourself stuff your face. I eventually had to turn the mirror of shame away from me. I don’t need to see that.
After our eating marathon, Lisa and I rolled ourselves onto the dance floor and attempted to burn off the calories by cutting some serious rug. I didn’t know a lot of Fran’s friends and family, but I had my partner-in-crime Lisa with me, so I felt comfortable dancing like a maniac. And our friend Amy was a bridesmaid.
A beautiful bridesmaid! I loved the bridesmaid dresses!
I felt like we monopolized a lot of Fran’s time, but I loved hanging around and dancing with those three, and I’m glad we got to spend most of the night together. The four of us have been friends since college, and we have had many, many photoshoots together.
So we needed to add to our collection.
I loved Fran’s dress. She was such a stunning bride.
There was also a photo booth, which we went in many, many times…
And they had props!
Oh, and guess who caught the bouquet?
Oh yes. Let’s not get too excited though. This does not mean I am getting married anytime soon. I think I just caught it because I was the tallest, and all I had to do was raise my arm. Well, and it was a competition and I wanted to win.
It was a really great wedding. I had so much fun!
Fran tried to send me home with a goodie bag of desserts, but I just couldn’t do it. Thinking about food after eating all night made me feel so sick. Alright fine, I took a couple of cake pops…
Congratulations Fran and Shawn! I wish you both a lifetime of happiness and amazing food!