Monday, December 29, 2008

On the other side of the wedding photographer's camera

When I remember back to my sister's wedding on Friday, Dec. 19th, 2008, I hope to always remember the way the church looked, the food, the live band, and the time spent with family. My sister and I grew up in north Louisiana, but both married boys from south Louisiana, which might as well be another country. She married into a large Catholic family (the Donohue family) from Abbeville, LA, a small town south of Lafayette. The church that housed Sara and Patrick's covenant ceremony was built in 1906 (I believe that's right). It has weathered many years of hurricanes, humidity, and has held thousands of church services. In October, our entire Baptist family had the opportunity to attend the church. Although due to the building's acoustics, I heard very little of the sermon and much of the coughing girl behind me, I thoroughly enjoyed studying the stained glass windows and pondering what each one represented.
I don't know if I've mentioned this or not, but I LOVE food and think about it often. I'm thankful that I had the opportunity to live in south Louisiana for two years to learn to cook some of the cajun classics. Someone once said that you know you are from Louisiana when the food is always disappointing elsewhere. This is extremely true. The best cuisine in any other state has always been second best to anything I've tasted in Louisiana. Some of the most memorable foods from Sara and Patrick's wedding were the corn and crab bisque at the bridesmaids' luncheon at "Mameeze's" house, the crab patties at the rehearsal dinner from Mazen Grill, and the crawfish and seafood dips by Chef Bobby at the wedding reception.
The live band was named "Louisiana Red," and it was a fitting name. They were a hot, entertaining cajun/zydeco band! At one point, the lady singer donned a washboard-looking contraption on her upper torso and began to play it with the rhythm. Josh and I definitely danced a few!
We began meeting with family on Thursday at the bridesmaids' luncheon, continued to the rehearsal, enjoyed breakfast together at the hotel, lunch while getting ready for the wedding, dinner at the reception, and even a brunch the day after the wedding. The Donohues were extremely welcoming to our family, and I felt like another cousin around all of them by the end of the wedding. I had the chance to visit with the Taylor side (my side) at the hotel two mornings in a row, and we all enjoyed telling stories and catching up.

Usually, weddings are routine for me, and this is the first time in a long time that I've attended a wedding and not been the photographer. It was hard.

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