So I was at this wedding rehearsal where Diana was the minister and in complete command of the event at hand. The bride is lovely, although looking a little tense and ready to strangle someone… thankfully I wasn’t involved in the least. I was there to support my wife, Reverend Di.
I watch and listen politely, while playing a game on my Palm (Crosswords, in case you’re interested). I notice one of the owners of the Purple Iris, which is where we were (otherwise this would seem very odd indeed), come from what is essentially the carriage house carrying a huge platter of what looks like rolls or sandwiches. I continue to watch as she walks the path, turns into the kitchen area and disappears. I watch again as one of the employees does the same thing. And then again as the owner, Tiffany, brings yet another huge platter of these things.
The last trip, she drops of her platter inside and comes out to the herb garden and plucks a few somethings, then goes back in. A world of speculation comes to mind, of course. It’s rather late, and the only other thing going on at the place is a small meeting of some kind that has already broken up. So the only thing I can think they are doing is preparing for the wedding which is the next day.
A few more folks come and go, and Diana is at the stage in her rehearsal where everyone is doing a full run through. I’m a bit more interested now, because I’m a softy from way back and enjoy weddings a great deal.
Just then I noticed that someone was coming out of the kitchen, with a platter of whatever those things were, and taking them BACK toward the carriage house. And then another platter, and finally a third.
Now Diana will tell you I’m very nosey. I just think I’m curious. If I was nosey, I would have followed someone and asked what was on the platter.
I prefer to think that they were dinner rolls or even bread loaves that needed an additional sprinkling of herbs to make them complete before being baked early the next day or late that night. Of course, I could be way off and they were actually just messing with my head.
Once the rehearsal was complete, we left.
I still want to know what was on the platters.