{"id":1830,"date":"2008-10-06T11:04:02","date_gmt":"2008-10-06T15:04:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/?p=1830"},"modified":"2008-10-06T11:04:02","modified_gmt":"2008-10-06T15:04:02","slug":"what-a-swell-party-this-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2008\/10\/06\/what-a-swell-party-this-is\/","title":{"rendered":"What a Swell Party This Is"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sven and Michael&#8217;s wedding on Friday night was absolutely phenomenal.\u00a0 I&#8217;ve never been a big fan of weddings. Particular Catholic ones, wedding always felt more religious and less of a celebration of the love between two people. This wedding was most defiinitely the latter.<\/p>\n<p>It took place at the BayTower Room (on the 33rd floor of 60 State Street in Boston). We exited the elevator and were directed to a room overlooking the skyline of the city.\u00a0The seating was\u00a0set up overlooking the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered unobstructed views. Everything was choreographed perfectly, from the Thai (or Japanese) performers who came came down the aisle in traditional garb and performed a dance, to the actual ceremony taking place precisely as the sun was setting behind them.<\/p>\n<p>The Jewish ceremony was short and sweet. Both grooms had written their own vows (which were more stories than vows), then they smashed the glass and the reception began.<\/p>\n<p>And what a reception it was! An adjoining room opened up and we all filtered in there to chat and mingle. This room had identical floor to ceiling windows, an open bar, and a beautiful centerpiece in the room: human shurbbery. Seriously, a performance artist stood in the center of the room dressed in brown with flowers coming out of her fingers and hands. She just stood there for an hour gradually moving her limbs. Phenomenal.<\/p>\n<p>After about an hour (and a few drinks), the room where the ceremony took place re-opened and became the reception dinner area. Seat assignments were made by picking up rocks with our names painted on the front and a city listed on the back. Each city represented a significant place from their lives. Our table was Tel-Aviv (Sven has been there). Southie was another table, representing where they purchased their condo. Aruba was where Sven proposed to Michael, etc&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>The place settings were GORGEOUS and the meal was the best reception meal I&#8217;ve had in my life. There were 6 courses (asparagus soup, bread, salad, sorbet, filet mignon). And there was no wedding cake. Instead, a dozen or so servers paraded into the room carrying individual triple-layer wedding cakes for each person. They were\u00a0beautiful (simply miniature versions of a full size wedding cake).<\/p>\n<p>In between courses, an opera singer came out and sang some songs. And various friends\/family members stood up to tell humorous, yet sweet, stories about the newly married couple. There was so much love and humor it was amazing.<\/p>\n<p>The next morning, Sven and Michael flew to Japan for the start of their Asian honeymoon (from Japan they&#8217;re going to Thailand).<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t think of a better way to relax after hosting what was the most spectacular and enjoyable wedding I&#8217;ve ever attended.<\/p>\n<p>Congratulations, guys!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sven and Michael&#8217;s wedding on Friday night was absolutely phenomenal.\u00a0 I&#8217;ve never been a big fan of weddings. Particular Catholic ones, wedding always felt more religious and less of a celebration of the love between two people. This wedding was most defiinitely the latter. It took place at the BayTower Room (on the 33rd floor [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1830","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1830","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1830"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1830\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1830"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1830"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1830"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}