This weekend, one of my roommates from college got married in New York. Another one of my roommates had asked me to go to the wedding with her, so I drove to Philly on Saturday, picked her up, and then we were off to NY.
The wedding was lovely, simply exquisite and very sweet. I can only hope to have such a wedding someday. Anyhoo, the reception was another story altogether! Before the formal reception started, the wedding guests were escorted to the rooftop terrace (overlooking a lake, I might add) where the cocktail hour reception was held. Not only was there a buffet selection of the finest gourmet foods, there were servers walking around with all kinds of sumptuous hors d'ouevres. Most of the guests, myself included, were stuffed by the time the maitre d' announced that the main reception was starting.
(For those of you who are asking, yes, they had rolls and other gourmet breads at the cocktail hour reception; and yes, I did partake.)
At the main reception, we were served a fabulous five-course meal. By the time we got to the third course, I was barely able to lift my fork!
A funny thing happened just before the dinner was served. (I must point out that this was a lively reception from the very beginning! The bridal party danced into the reception hall as they were introduced, and once the bride and groom danced in, everyone joined them on the dance floor! There was a lot of dancing going on at this reception; they played all kinds of music -- R&B, hip hop, jazz, Latin, oldies, you name it! I've never had so much fun!) Okay, now back to the funny thing that happened just before the dinner was served. Maureen & Ricardo, the blushing bride and groom, led a conga line through the reception hall, weaving between the tables and urging all the guests to join them. When Maureen got to our table, she told us that we had to get up or that she would tell the servers not to serve us! I told her that I had foot surgery...and I did actually, but over a year ago. Ha ha!
When we finally got ourselves together to leave, it was 11:30 and people were still out onthe dance floor. I guess they were trying to salsa off some of the calories they had eaten. I was too tired (and too shy) to join them.
Could you imagine a low-carb wedding reception being as fun? I think not! If you do away with the bread & rolls, pasta, rice, gourmet potatoes, fried hors d'ouevres, gourmet cookies & ice cream and -- (as the French would say) the piece de resistance - THE WEDDING CAKE -- what would you have left? Some meat, vegetables and water. Not fun at all. I wonder what the Atkins people serve at their wedding receptions.
Love may make the world go 'round, but carbs make people happy. And people who are happy are people who love. And since we've already established that love makes the world go 'round, you now can see why carbs are a necessary part of a healthy diet.
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