Sunday, July 31, 2011

The Bridal Luncheon

 Diamond Farm has played host to a number of parties for our family and friends through the years.  The first time I attended an event was the summer after we moved here.  Our entire church was invited to a picnic on the grounds.  We had an interesting tour of the museum, carriage rides drawn by a team of horses named Bonnie and Clyde, a tour of the farm, good food and fellowship.  Our friendship has now spanned a quarter of a century and created many happy memories.  It seems only fitting that our children be celebrated here.  They have.  The farmer's daughter was married here a few years ago.  It was magical.  Our son and his lovely wife were celebrated on the farm two summers ago.  Now, another happy event.

Saturday dawned bright and hot.  The farmhouse sits in a copse of cooling trees and is surrounded by over a thousand acres of corn and soybeans.  Flowers gardens are all around.  Some have plantings from many decades ago.  They all put on quite a performance for the bridal luncheon we had planned.

Diana performed her magic and was able to seat us all at one table.

A simple and beautiful place setting.

This funny frog kept an eye on things.

A glass of champaign with fresh raspberries.

A toast to the guests of honor.  
The blurry photo is due to the ineptness of the photographer.
It is not due to the champaign!

Bonnie,  the beautiful bride-to-be.

Best wishes to Bonnie and Colin.
I've known this young man since he was five years old.  He was awarded a PhD in May.
How time flies!

A mother and son moment.

A green bean salad that was as delicious as it looks.

A refreshing fruit and melon bowl.

Chicken-Apple Waldorf Salad

That shadowy smile indicates the cupcakes have arrived at the table.

I made Ina's Coconut cupcakes.

Pretty poppy seed ones.

Angel food cupcakes with chocolate frosting.

A treasure--recipes from family and friends.

The guests were invited to take home cupcakes in these little boxes.  They happily obliged.

Alexander, the youngest guest,  jetted in from NYC.
He charmed us before lunch, napped through lunch, changed into his party clothes (is that checkered shirt not perfect for a farm party?) and enjoyed his Uncle Jim (the groom's father) after nap time.  

I'll be posting some recipes from the party so y'all come back.