Belinda and I are a little busy today. I am officially Father of the Bride and just a little proud
Our elder daughter Kate marries Edward today and what a celebration of family and life it should be. A distraction from life’s madness in the grandest terms.
The women in my life keep it all interesting with all of the plans coming to fruition today.
I have been contemplating ‘that’ wedding cake. The contemporary fruit cake is not that traditional.
One of the first traditions began in Ancient Rome where bread was broken over the bride’s head to bring good fortune to the couple. In Medieval England cakes were stacked as high as possible for the bride and groom to kiss over. If they successfully kissed over the stack they were guaranteed a prosperous life together. That’s where the tiers of cake came from as well as the French Croquembouche.
Sharing the cake is symbolic of fertility and good fortune.
So in the modern era with the association of high Fructose laden cake being linked to poor health, infertility and overwhelming health costs I have made certain that plenty of cheese is being served as my ‘symbolic’ gesture for their good health, fertility and prosperity.
Let the celebration of life continue.