Last Saturday we had our magical wedding celebration in
Finland. The day could not have been more special and I know that it will be my most precious memory and I will carry it in my heart for the rest of my life. We
had a touching and emotional consecration ceremony and
blessing in the awe-inspiring Art Nouveau, granite Kallio Church followed by an emotional but fun
celebration by the beautiful calm waters of the Bay of Finland in a private venue that we had
hired for the day.
The aisle I walked up! |
In the months running up to the event, I found an amazing caterer, who was just fantastic to work
with. She was so professional, enthusiastic, full of ideas and happy to help
with anything. She and her team took care of organising the flowers, decorating
the room and of course putting together the most amazing buffet.
My oldest brother is a great cook and a lover of good food and said he’d never eaten anything better than the cold-smoked salmon wasabi rolls! I was absolutely starving not having been able to eat anything all day and went back for them a couple of times myself. And my father was very proud when our Chef presented the menu wearing her Chef Rotisseur’s ribbon. We got endless thank yous during the evening for how good the food was.
Sweet vetetables and mozzarella. Sweet! |
Starters / cold buffet:
Lime marinated hot smoked salmon in yoghurt dressing
Marinated sweet vegetables and mozzarella
Smoked leg of lamb
Green salad, dark balsamico dressing
Cold smoked salmon wasabi rolls on sweet island bread
Sweet and spicy tiger prawns and mango with salad
Gravad Lax with dill
Caesar salad with grilled chicken
Succulent tiger prawns and mango |
Steamed potatoes
Herb sauce
Black salsify gratin
Selection of breads, butter and herb spread
Wines:
Domaine Chablis
Albert Bichot
Chateau de Dracy Pinot Noir
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Dessert:
Wedding cake, coffee and tea
Amaretto, Bailies Irish Cream, Hennessy VSOP Cognac
Strawberry mousse cake |
We also had the chance to taste the treacherous "Palace Bunch". Our caterer's mother in law had worked in the Finnish Presidential palace in her time and was privy to the soft tasting but dangerous punch that is always served in the Finnish Independence Day ball every 6th of December. In the balls I'm sure it causes all kinds of trouble, but in our mellow family surroundings we escaped any particular scandal. The only consequence of the potent punch was that my overnight bag went AWOL and I had to call a friend to lend me a T-shirt and a skirt to go to breakfast in our swanky mid-town Helsinki boutique hotel the next morning. Or I could have just worn my wedding dress. I'm sure they've seen worse.
"Palace Punch" |