I’ve mentioned here…often…that I think of my readers here at JuicyMaters as a sort of extended virtual family. The comments here (not enough of them, by the way. What’s wrong? The cat have your collective tongues?) and the emails you folks send usually have a homey type feel to them, much like talking to family, friends, and neighbors…and I like that. The best complement I have received about JuicyMaters in the almost 4 years since I started this website was by someone who said visiting here was like being part of a conversation among friends.
Over time, the JuicyMaters family grows, of course, with more and more new friends finding their way here each day. As a matter of fact, the number of daily visitors has almost doubled in the last year, and I thank you folks for that. With all of the new members of the JuicyMaters family, I would like to mention two very special, very important new members of the family.
At 4:30pm on December 31, 2012, my “not extended” family grew by two. Cindy Burgess did me the honor of becoming Mrs. Robert Hayles…and it was a package deal. Along with a wife, I also gained a 12 year old daughter, Sarah, who is a great kid.
No, I did NOT rob the cradle! Cindy also has 2 grown, married other children and 4 grandkids. Sarah was a late addition to the cast of characters!
1 Corinthians 13
New International Version (NIV)
13 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes,what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
So…now you folks know what was behind my earlier post, here. I am moving out of my yurt…temporarily…while Sarah finishes the school year in another county’s school system and while I add another yurt to the one here at JuicyMaters now so there will be enough room (and privacy) for newlyweds and a 12 year old girl.
So anyway…back to the wedding. First of all let me caution you folks out there that are as
cheap frugal as me:
Tempting though it may be to save money, do NOT cater your own wedding reception! It was fun (remember, I love to cook) and it saved a ton of money…but you really, really don’t want to be that tired when its all done and you leave the reception!…LOL
Fortunately, I did not try to make my own wedding cake, instead using a local lady here in Jasper, GA…and as you can see by the VERY poor attempt at making a yurt shaped grooms cake, my decision was a good one.
Here is a closer look at the “good” cake. We’ll just pretend the poor attempt at a groom’s cake never happened, won’t we?
No comments from the peanut gallery. I claim to be a good cook…not chef or baker!
And…if you left the reception hungry it was your own fault! The shot below shows about half of the things folks could choose from…Li’l Smokies, Baked Jalapeno Poppers stuffed with three cheeses and wrapped in bacon, Cream Cheese topped with Hot Pepper Raspberry Chipolte and Triscuit style crackers, a Pepper Jack and Sharp Cheddar cheese platter, a raw veggie platter, and some killer chicken salad finger sandwiches (big fingers, eh?) along with the obligatory pimento cheese finger sandwiches (is any party, wedding reception, baby shower, or other “finger food event” complete without those? I think its a conspiracy among cheese makers to keep cheese sales up!…LOL)…and then we’ll check out the rest…
Next is a nifty idea for a way to add some color to folks plates…fruit filled waffle bowls. Keebler (and others, I’m sure) makes little bowls out of the same batter as they make their Waffle Cones out of. There are a couple of tricks to pulling this off without making a big, soggy mess… and that will be another post in the “In the Kitchen” category…soon. That killer chicken salad recipe will be there too.
OK…back to the cake…
Now, we (Cindy and I) aren’t kids. We are both in our 50’s and way past kid stuff…right> RIGHT!???!?
Wrong. As soon as I announced to the guests that we were beyond the whole “smash wedding cake into the spouse’s face” thing, a “look” came over Cindy’s face. A mischievous look. A sneaky look. A look that said I should have kept my BIG…MOUTH…SHUT…
Things started off just fine…
Note the pleasant, pretty smile. There is no hint of the diabo;ical plan being formulated in her head…
This looks like the face of a bride happily feeding her new husband cake. Its not. Its the face of a woman with a plan about to be implemented.
I wish I had been paying attention.
The pictures I have available so far don’t show the actual attack, but let’s just say there was cake in many places besides our stomachs. I will say I finally saw the attack coming and struck first!
Hey…we didn’t dump the toast punch over each other’s heads!