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Destination
October 01, 2007
In a recent meeting The Bride was discussing possible locations for her Big Day. Her ultimate dream is to find a remote mountain meadow only reachable by horse. And this isn't a pipe dream. It's a very real dream she's put a lot of thought to, but then realized that having her grandparents packed in on an animal might not be in keeping with her love for them. "Well and then there's the food issue", I said while chuckling. "Oh we have pack horses", she replied, not chuckling. I blinked a few times. And waited for her to crack a smile or give me a little nudge to say she was joking. "We have four of them, actually. And we have pack boxes, too. I totally think that's something we could do." More blinking. "The food would not be my worry. You totally look like you could handle a horse."
"Well, anyway. It would never work for my grandparents. But maybe we can have a party that way, that would be fantastic! I will get back to you on that." Time to change our phone number.
Posted by Foodwhore at October 1, 2007 11:10 PM
I cannot tell you the number of times I have been on one end of the telephone shaking my head, while my mouth betrays me with the words " yes of course I will". What is the matter with me? Yes people are very grateful when I serve 2 vegan, coeliacs with picky appetities at the top of a mountain in a howling gale ( a touch of exaggeration here) but at what cost? I have come to the conclusion that I will probably never learn. Hey Ho! Posted by: Liz Bond at October 2, 2007 04:39 AM Oh my god!!! Thanks heaven for her grandparents. Who the hell imagine that the world revolves around them? oh wait, so many people actually act like this. unfuckinbelievable!!! Posted by: No-Nonsense girl at October 2, 2007 05:02 AM If you can pull this one off I want you to come to New York to cater my wedding! Seriously, this is a bit extreme; maybe she can round up a bunch of Hummers for the trek. Or a helicopter for the grandparents. I really enjoy your blog, and your view of life! Good luck with your journey up the mountain. Posted by: ride&cook at October 2, 2007 05:22 AM I wish I could be so utterly and completely oblivious. Pack horses? Honestly, who uses that phrase when describing their dream wedding? OH WAIT.... inconsiderate fucks like this woman who think others were put on this earth only to serve them. Could you suddenly develop a severe allergic reaction to all things equine? Posted by: AuntJone at October 2, 2007 06:53 AM Good Grief......If she actually calls back wanting to carry out this ridiculous pipe dream, you should inform her that the fee for such a remote location is double or triple the fee you would charge NORMAL people. 'Sigh'......stupid people. Posted by: Carmen at October 2, 2007 07:28 AM Yeah, change your phone number and your pricing. Make it too dear for her to want to pay because I wouldn't want to be packing it up a mountain either. It's a marriage, it's not as if she's become the next Empress Of China. Posted by: Kit at October 2, 2007 08:11 AM Kit: Exactly! Where wee her parents when she needed that first smack back to reality?! Probably scrambling to book a real princess and several dwarves for her fourth birthday party! Posted by: Cary at October 2, 2007 08:47 AM Hm, I guess I'm in the minority here, but I don't see this as being clueless or inconsiderate - it's not like she's springing the pack horses on our dear FW the day before or something. It sounds like this is still in the early planning phases. Granted it's a bit out of the ordinary, but if she is willing to a.) find someone to agree to do it; and b.) pay a fair price for the extra planning/trouble involved; why shouldn't she have whatever crazy sort of party she wants? You can always say no... Posted by: Jacqueline at October 2, 2007 09:26 AM Give them Cee Dub's phone number, http://www.ceedubs.com/ It's what he does, surely he's done a wedding. AHHAHHAHAHHAHAHH, love it. Biggles Posted by: Dr. Biggles at October 2, 2007 09:51 AM Skip the pack horses. Tell her you want a helicopter. Let her have her dream. Personally, I think it sounds fine. Posted by: maggie at October 2, 2007 11:23 AM I'm just going to guess at this, but a remote mountain meadow reachable only by horse is probably going to be missing a couple of items: bathroom, water supply, electrical hookup. It's not a bad thing in itself, but that definitely adds an exponential burden of complexity to a catering operation, helicopter or no. A chuckwagon-style outfitter is her very best bet. Posted by: KTFoley at October 2, 2007 03:16 PM I would imagine that any guests who were prepared to ride a horse to a wedding reception would also be happy with beans, weenies and s'mores for dinner, which shouldn't require a catering firm! Posted by: Jabes at October 2, 2007 04:33 PM How much does she even know about horses? Does she really want people in dresses to ride sidesaddle? (If you never have before, you feel like you're going to fall off.) Do you wany guests with sore rears and saddlesores? Do those with carefully-styled hair want to wear a helmet (as a protection in case they fall off the horse)? Women in heels with have problems keeping their feet in the stirrups. Ignore the fact that one should wear sturdy, close-toed shoes when riding. It may seem romantic and movie-like to have horses and remote locations and all that jazz for a wedding. Has she ever seen a horse? A real live horse? They are by and large sweet animals. They are also dirty. And big. They roll on the ground. They smell funky. They poop whenever and wherever they feel like it. Beyond the logistics of the food, the whole thing is impractical. Posted by: Cadence at October 3, 2007 09:53 AM |