Oh, wedding food. Sometimes the best that can be said is that it’s entirely forgettable, overshadowed by the drama, excitement, and even the open bar of the big day. Hooray! Another dry piece of chicken or fish lying next to limp asparagus and a few oily potatoes, or a piece of steak carelessly cooked because it’s one of 120—all the better to wash it down with endless Pinot Grigio refills!
Such standard wedding meals have all the verve of a warmed-over dinner from a mid-priced hotel chain, which sometimes, to be fair, is exactly what they are. Sure, they do their part to keep people from falling dizzily to the dance floor at the end of the night due to hunger and/or intoxication. These are the foods that we, or people we love, have actually chosen to serve, and so we guests will eat them. But we should probably all aim a bit higher. After all, anything with that “w”-word appended to it gets ratcheted up price-wise by a factor of at least 20 percent. Is it so wrong that brides, grooms, and even guests might hope for the delicacies served to be actually delicious?
Such standard wedding meals have all the verve of a warmed-over dinner from a mid-priced hotel chain, which sometimes, to be fair, is exactly what they are. Sure, they do their part to keep people from falling dizzily to the dance floor at the end of the night due to hunger and/or intoxication. These are the foods that we, or people we love, have actually chosen to serve, and so we guests will eat them. But we should probably all aim a bit higher. After all, anything with that “w”-word appended to it gets ratcheted up price-wise by a factor of at least 20 percent. Is it so wrong that brides, grooms, and even guests might hope for the delicacies served to be actually delicious?
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