A Delicious Wedding Weekend

LNW  aka “Lindsay & Natalie’s Wedding

Part THREE:  Deliciousness

If you’re following along, You know about the fleas, the fires and the chairs flying away on the highway. Little things in the big picture, and not surprising for mercury retrograde.

Damn planets.

As a clan we’re a pro-active, positive bunch, and it’s hard to take us down.

I however, on this wedding weekend, was preparing for a full on melt down. I was worried about the food for the next day, the capability of the ovens. I was worried about staff. I was worried about my chefs who were in transit from Los Angeles. I was worried about the fish. None of it seemed plausible anymore.

This story is from my point of view, as the caterer, doing her first destination wedding and also, mother of the betrothed.

There was a lot of cooking to do.

We had the rehearsal dinner for one hundred and forty guests, and then the wedding, for one hundred and eighty guests the next day. I knew we would do a great job, I trust in my team, but my anxiety was at an eleven on Friday.

It turned  out, there was nothing to worry about. We did the same menu we did for Erin and Rikki’s wedding – fajitas with corn sensation, The Benton Way zucchini slaw, black beans, Mexican rice, root beer floats, and these gorgeous  rustic blackberry tarts that chef Cate whipped up, with blackberries courtesy of the Hog Farm, picked that morning among the rattlesnakes.

No joke.

Lania, the couple’s sister in law, grilled all the steaks for the fajitas ending in a righteous fire in the barbecue. She’s a fire worker and remained calm, but there was direction to get away from the house and far away from the contained blaze.  All ended well, the fajitas were delicious.

My gal Cate was slaying in the kitchen, and as I was ramping up into my own little trainwreck, she kept telling me it was all perfect.

Around 3:30, she sent me up the to get ready for the supper and the rehearsal. Guests at 5, rehearsal at 4. I gotta get a move on. This is really happening!

I was hyperventilating a bit, as we were coming down the hill from our swank accommodations at the Barsotti’s and  I could tell I was on Johnny’s last nerve. Good for him (and me) though, he remained calm and quiet.

When we got back to the white house for the festivities, the first people I saw were my BFF’s Gwen & Jen. Gwen was super excited because she just went swimming in Veronica Lake (the pond for Camp Winnarainbow)… in her underwear. My first good laugh of the day.

And just like that, all my anxiety and stress and spinning out of control, melted away. Everything was alright.

This is us on wedding day, my two little anchors.

It was wonderful seeing all of Lindsay’s friends from the past three decades. I got a little verklempt. I have such fond memories of feeding all of them. They’re part of her fabric and  they were all there with so much love and support, the entire Hog Farm was vibrating.

It was a wonderful evening. We never got the stringer lights up over the party area, but that made no never mind.
We hung out in the dark. There was also plenty to do inside, too. Tying the napkins,
table assignments, menu displays… still busy.

The next day, Cate absorbed all my anxiety. It was all about the fish. We were all nervous now.

So the chefs did a few fish trials; they were rustic and beautiful! My spirit was back on track.

The one thing Lindsay wanted was whole fish. Branzino, to be specific.  She was specific about the entire menu. Check out her notes.

It was designed around Irene’s growing calendar, which she knows well, because
she worked on the farm last summer.

Lindsay also loves little jars as much as I love little jars, so I did the first course in little jars.  Fig jam, zucchini butter, hummus, harissa, chimmi-churri, all served with Midwife & the Baker’s bread, Manchego, olives and pickles, Humbolt Fog, chevre and medjool dates.

The cocktail hour was upon arrival, with tray passed appetizers.

Followed by the ceremony, then guests got a cocktail and found their seats.

Delicious starters were already on the table, ready to share.

Did I mention that the chefs went to the wrong location? Oh yes, they did. For some reason they had it in their heads that the wedding was happening at their glampsite seven miles away, and not up the hill a half mile. As I’m coming down the hill in my wedding finest, I get a call from Chef Ellie, “Jennie, where is the wedding?  We’re here at Mendocino Magic and I don’t see it”. Yeah.  Come back Ellie.

That put some serious pressure on cocktail hour.

Especially since they had all the ice in the van, too. for the booze.

Not really according to plan, but my daughter’s getting married. It’ll all work out, right?

Of course. It did.

Back to the menu. For the second course we served the sliced tomatoes with balsamic pearls, basil and fresh mozzarella,  watermelon with mint and feta, beets with oranges and pistachios. Roasted potato salad.

Beautiful. Delicious. Fresh. Grown on the farm.

After the first two courses, guests got up, went to the bar, visited other guests. I was just beginning to feel like the pace was lagging and headed back to the kitchen. I was blocked by my dear friend Carlyn, who said “we’re giving them a minute to digest, we just served a lot of food.” Oh. everything is under control.

The pace was actually perfect. Different than my typical wedding. I loved it.

Soon enough, guests were back at their seats and the third course was served.

Roasted branzino, achiote roasted carrots, conchigle pasta in a creamy pea sauce.

Guests were encouraged to use some of the sauces from the first course with the third course.

I had some chicken in the back, my mom doesn’t eat fish, and I knew there’d be others, but no one identified. I served a big plate of chicken to my mom’s table and my brothers finished it off. It wasn’t for nothing.

My eighty-nine year old mom was everywhere on wedding day. Playing with Ella and the florals, Chatting up the hog farmers, hanging in the white house.

I can’t say enough about the wedding cake.

I love cake.

Especially, strawberry shortcake made by Tara, Lania’s mom. She used those tiny wild strawberries that taste like heaven. The filling was whipped cream and berries, and then a cream cheese icing on the outside.

It was a delicious beast. I’m still craving it.

My girlfriend Shelley made the cake topper out of paper!  It’s a work of art!

That’s Lindsay on the left.

Around 11 PM, we busted out the bacon wrapped hot dogs. I’m not sure what time they had them at the barn, the fire was slow going. I packed up two for me and my Johnny and we ate them in silence in the Barsotti’s kitchen around 1:30 AM.

On Sunday, we were back to the white house for breakfast… lucky for us,  one of the hog farmers, H.M. had it all under control.  I was thrilled to walk in and see enough potatoes and baked goods for two hundred people.

Time to EAT! When I’m at an event, I tend to not eat. I know that’s hard to believe, but it’s true. Not to worry, I make up for it immediately following. And on this day, it was H.M.’s fine breakfast.

That’s her on the far left, next to Irene, MOB, at rehearsal dinner. Next to Irene is Sharon with her ears on, and Irene’s Sister Colleen from Ireland. Three hog farmers and a sister.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up, many thanks to Colleen for reminding me to get my clean up crew lined up. I did a family text and let everyone know their help was expected, and they showed up with gloves on. Lots of Veronica Lake breaks, and a taco lunch led way to a leftover dinner I whipped together for any stragglers and the hog farmers.

They loved my figgy bread pudding.

WOW MOM WHAT A WEEKEND!

Next up… the ceremony.

Setting a Pretty Wedding Table for LNW

LNW  aka “Lindsay & Natalie’s Wedding

Part TWO:  Table Settings

Always one of my favorite parts of every party, is watching the table come together. It was especially fun at Lindsay and Natalie’s wedding, because I used all my personal collections, of which I have many.

Let’s start with the salt and pepper shakers. I had nineteen sets ready to go, and then the guest count went up. I needed twenty three. The day I left for the celebration, Tara, one of my super hospitality professionals, brought me a prize. Four salt and pepper sets. She saw them and knew I should have them. She was right! Kismet!

I used a family treasure on the couple’s table. It’s a bridesmaid quilt made by one of my great relatives. I nabbed it from my mom years ago and used it on my Easter table. It was perfect for their table for two. There’s also some gold filigree glasses from Johnny’s great grandmother on their table.

They collected napkins for months. The White Elephant Sale in Oakland gave them almost all of their collection. They were tied with garden herbs and butcher twine.

This is a wedding ring quilt I found at the Huntington Collection, one fine day.

Lindsay and Natalie collected tablecloths, too. It was fun to see some retired cloths I sent home with Lindsay in years past.

Of course, Lindsay wanted the shabby chic mixed vintage china. I had another client that same day in Los Angeles who wanted it too, so I managed to do a good bit of shopping and can now serve over 400 people on mixed vintage china.

This basket quilt made a beautiful palette.

The couple collected carafes for water service, and I used all my pounded aluminum cake plates for  the breads.

Every table was a little different, all set with love.

You can see one of my cake plates, repurposed into a breadbasket at this table. I have many more. This one is particularly large.

The barn was wearing beautiful!

I’ve decided every LNW wedding blog must have a picture of the newlyweds.

It doesn’t have to pertain to the post, but it needs to be a good picture.

Check it.

Next up… FOOD. Rehearsal dinner for 150, wedding for 180, and all the while, the Mother of the Broom.  I’ll tell you about my little breakdown.