Tuesday, February 08, 2011
The ceremony was poignant and short. The Episcopal priest was a Brit with a sense of humor. He did his homework or knew his audience as he invoked Vince Lombardi wisdom into I guess it was his sermon. It made me smile for sure. By 6:00 PM I was standing in the open bar line in the Mary Cassatt Room off the hotel lobby eyeballing the row of high end liquor choices. My first drink was Chivas on the rocks. White gloved attendants wandered around with trays of choice tid bits skewered with fancy toothpicks. Adding to the festive mood, live music from a piano and sax duo filled out the sound created by 150 people talking at once. "Oh Elsa, I just love your dress" - "Jack here, well he's an accountant over to BJ&M" - "This is your daughter? Well she's a cutie" .......and so it went. The ones not talking were sipping on their drinks or choosing delicious mouthfuls off silver trays wandering through the crowd.
At 7:00 PM another white gloved attendant wandered through banging a set of gongs and the throng moved up some stairs to the reception room. A live band stood on a raised stage and got things rockin early with some great cover music. I hit the open bar up there for another Chivas on the rocks.
Some Images from the Trip