You’re invited to join me for a look back at a post I penned on April 29, 2011 when William and Kate were wed. It was such a special day with my mother, Miss Bee and me enjoying royal breakfast while we watched the nuptials. My photography has improved since then, so indulge me more on the sweetness of the occasion. Enjoy this “best of” the blog.
Earnie and I shopped at Central Market yesterday in preparation for the big day today. I set the table last night with her Wedgwood Wild Strawberry china and wedding crystal. We set the alarm at 4 a.m. Even Little Miss Bee wanted to be in on the fun. She came in at 3:45 a.m. to make sure I didn’t oversleep…
Up at 4 a.m., Diane Sawyer on the telly and Cinnamon Bun coffee brewing. Here’s our feast…
I didn’t prepare a traditional English breakfast because that would have involved frying eggs, frying bread, mushrooms sautéed in butter and fried sausages. Did you notice I used the word “fried?” Mr. Bee is English and when we go to see relatives, this is the typical fare. It’s good every once in a while, but not everyday if you’re trying not to die of coronary artery disease.
Rather, we enjoyed the fare I would have liked prepared for my own coronation. We had Quiche Lorraine, chocolate filled croissants, scones with clotted cream and strawberry preserves, fresh fruit, strawberry goat cheese muffins, coffee and fresh squeezed pineapple orange juice. I really think food tastes better when it’s dark outside (as seen in the lower right corner of the photo). The cats weren’t quite sure what was going on…why are we getting to eat so early…they weren’t complaining..
Mr. Bee said no thank you to our invitation last night. He said he would watch the reruns on CNN today. So, it was just Little Miss Bee, me and the Queen Mum.
At 6:15 a.m., Little Miss Bee went back to bed….and so did the Queen Mum. I got ready for work…and a wedding reception!
My co-worker and I brought in a cake we had made at Central Market and prepared a mock Champagne punch.We also asked everyone to make a name tag with their “Royal Name” — Lord or Lady, the first name of your Grandmother, the name of your first pet, and street name of your childhood home. It was a lot of fun seeing people’s names…mine was Lady Ruth Orange Oliver on Meadowbrook. Some day, I’ll tell you about Orange Oliver.