Apple crumble, trifle, welsh cakes, scones with jam and cream… the Brits did a grand job of producing traditional puds for the Joshua Tree wedding and they were dived into within seconds of being laid out after dinner.
Pudding was only a tiny bit of what was an incredible weekend; we attended the rehearsal on Friday afternoon followed by the rehearsal dinner which was cooked by Tree’s father (who just happens to be a chef). It was delicious – even the carrots, which I don’t normally eat, but these were soaked in spring water and slices of Florida oranges. Amazing.
Tree’s mother put together all of the bouquets and button holes, and I spent Saturday morning putting together posies for the mason jars which were hung at the end of each row of chairs for the aisle. The table centres were a miscellany of vintage bits and pieces, and the marquee where the wedding breakfast took place was festooned with bunting, tulle and fairy lights. We danced as the sun went down, and when it was dark we gathered around a firepit and ate s’mores (very American, totally delicious).
I’ve adopted the s’mores idea; this weekend it is Beloved’s 30th birthday and to celebrate we’re having friends round to share a slow-roasted joint, a cauldron-full of roast potatoes, veggies and whatever else takes our fancy, in the garden around our new firepit. We bought Graham crackers while we were in the US, but the chocolate and marshmallows we’ll pick up from the supermarket. After all, British chocolate is better than Hersheys (shh…don’t tell the Americans).
Normally I love my hometown and am a real Londoner at heart, but every now and then it’s nice to get away from the crowds (and the clouds) and get yourself some sunshine. Hubby and I are in Florida for two weeks, mostly to help our dear friends Tree and Josh prepare for their wedding this weekend, and partly to spend some time just relaxing after what has been a fairly busy few months.
Tree is an English girl and Josh is an American boy, and so their wedding is going to be a fab fusion of the two cultures (“two nations divided by a common language”) – which means that the British contingent (me, Hubby, David and Victoria, and of course Tree’s family) are tasked with producing traditional British desserts. Between us we’ll be providing apple crumble and custard, Welsh cakes, Eton Mess and whatever else we can think of. We were surprised to discover that Banoffee Pie is, in fact, a British invention and so that might’ve make an appearance if it weren’t for the fact that the bride is allergic to bananas.
In preparation for our culinary task, we’ve sought out food stores and tracked down a website which translates English ingredients and measurements into American (that “common language” I mentioned) and amongst all of this and the preparations for the wedding day itself, there’ll be a hen party (also known in these parts as a bridal shower) in which we’ll be… well, I can’t say as it’s a surprise for Tree but there’ll be pictures to share later on.
Time now for a bit of sunshine and a dip in the pool before I get my pinny on and my hands floury…