Archive for November, 2008

WBWB – Wolff/Behringer Wedded Bliss


I’m recovered enough from this past weekend, but I hope I never really recover completely. The pictures will say it all, a gorgeous affair celebrating two people so in love. The groom spent the whole weekend doting on the bride, who spent the whole weekend taking care of everyone but herself. And she still looked fabulous.

Look, see?

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St. Patrick’s Cathedral is both intimate and grand!

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The toast of the town – really – all of Fifth Avenue got in on the action!

img_1236Hard to imagine, but this cake’s taste was equal to it’s beauty!

img_1221Aren’t they adorable? Kinda looks like they could be winning the “dance off” in Grease!

img_1216This was a family wedding for me, but also a college reunion.

I’d do it all over again with this crowd, they are as lovely as they look!

img_1205And consider this my 24 week picture, since the rest of the time I am in oversized

sweats and in no condition to be photographed.

img_1155This is one of my favorite pictures from the weekend. It was taken at the rehearsal luncheon. The word luncheon doesn’t really do justice to this decadent affair at Blue Hill in Greenwich Village. (Their website is perpetually down, but you can read a nice review here.) The restaurant embraces the local food movement and has a farm by the same name in the Hudson Valley (where you can also go and eat – and I will!). I can’t even begin to describe the food, I won’t do it justice. But man, it had TASTE! And you know I’m a sucker for a cheese course, and all NY cheeses to boot. All pasteurized, music to a pregnant lady’s ears.

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It was an amazing weekend. Thanks to Lynn and Gabriel. Gabe put it the best – our weddings will be tied together forever, and we couldn’t be luckier or happier for them

Viva Bermuda!

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November 29, 2008 at 2:02 am 1 comment

Wegmans, I love you, but . . .

logoOh Wegmans, I love you for so many reasons.  Your aged gouda, your flower shop, your laundry detergent, there simply is no substitute.  I love my new little town, the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker, but even their downhome service cannot compare to your clean, comfortable, impeccably-serviced self.

But Wegmans . . . this week we discovered:

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A nice website, a nice delivery window, a modest delivery charge, a nice truck & driver.  THE FOOD CAME TO US!  Even beer.  I was a little concerned about the produce, but it was lovely, even bringing me the “age” bananas I like best.  Avocados were a little riper than I like, but the red grapes were delish!

Wegmans, I love you, but only if you can drive one of your trucks to my doorstep on Long Island.

November 21, 2008 at 1:10 pm 3 comments

50-yard Line

Halfway there at 20 weeks.

Feeling lots of little kicks and nudges.  Doing lots of comfort reading about pregnancy, but clueless as ever about what to do with these little guys once they arrive.  1 crib or 2?  Daycare or nanny?  Time for me to hit the pavement and do some research before the pavement can’t support my weight anymore.

November 1, 2008 at 10:58 pm 1 comment


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