Mangia, Mangia

Food, glorious food! Today we met with the caterer and joy of all joys is he a jolly man with a great love of food. While I don’t particularly care if people forget the food at our wedding (it’s a free party!), I do care if they remember it for the wrong reasons. We are only getting two porta-potties after all.

So we’re going with some standard faves (bread and cheese anyone? Turkey?) and we’re going with some new faves that will make my grandfather raise his eyebrows and shake his head at us (wasabi and raw tuna? Edamame and tofu asian noodles!). With a celiac-diabetic best man and tons of hippie vegetarian-types (myself included) we kind of have to get creative. Just writing about it kind of makes me want to sit down to this meal already. Too bad all I keep hearing is how the bride and groom never get two seconds to scarf down anything. This is unacceptable to me and I defy it.

The caterer is awesome, and we shared a cappuccino (I mean we all had our own together) while we told him what we’re looking for and he told us how it’s done. Marty-you’re the man and I can’t wait to stuff my face with your food all weekend long. Did I mention he’ll do a rehearsal dinner and Sunday brunch too? Mm, mmm, mm.