Weddings burst with joy by the gigabyte. 

GodfatherWeddingHHIn our Italian-American family (not unlike the Corleones), as more and more paesani arrived, the size of our weddings grew…and grew…and grew. Everyone was invited. 


Family, friends, neighbors, and all the kids celebrated with the newlyweds after the traditional Roman Catholic Mass. Receptions were mostly in church basements and halls, featuring simple but multi-course feasts of Italian food. (This was long before plating and black truffle oil became de rigeur.)



Carloads (yes, carloads) of cookies and desserts made by the nonnas (grandmothers) and zias (aunts) were always part of the wedding feast. My favorite? Twists of fried dough, powdered with sugar.  And, of course, Italian wedding ‘confetti‘, the candy-coated almonds symbolizing the bitter and sweet of marriage, five wrapped in tulle for good luck.

E ‘ intorno al tavolo che abbiamo capito meglio il calore dello stare insieme.

Toast for the couple:  “It is around the table that friends understand best the warmth of being together”. 


My Grandmother, in pearls and corsage

So, how do you know it’s an Italian wedding?

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Toni 3/26/15