Oh goody. I can't wait. I can't stand these neighbors.
The husband is a doctor. He has two jobs and rarely has a day off. He is quiet and is likeable. He likes to garden, so he says, but I question this. There is always quite a variety of things growing out of pots but it doesn't ever look quite right to me. He also takes LOTS of photographs.
The wife WAS a doctor in Vietnam, but did not recredential in the US. She got a masters in hospital administration instead and now doesn't work, but takes care of various family members and watches our garage door to make sure we keep it down... Funny enough, she was a psychiatrist.
Oldest son is an attorney that isn't working and still lives at home. He is 34. Youngest son is in medical school and is the most American of the bunch. Youngest son is the groom. We don't know youngest son very well.
The wife asked us no less than 37 times if we would be going to the reception. I claimed that we had a family reunion that weekend and would be out of town. The wife then told Chad that she would be singing and she would love for him to see her sing. She is famous for singing at weddings, dontcha know. Chad says, well then of course we will be there. Imagine the dirtiest look one can give your husband. That is how my face looked when he verbally accepted the invitation. Crap. Now I have to get a gift and everything. What a pain.
Later, in the privacy of our bedroom I asked him why on God's green earth did he tell her we would go? He laughed and said that this would be a night we would never forget and we would be able to laugh about it for years. She was going to SING! How funny would that be. He better be right.
**A couple of side stories about these neighbors...
The wife asked another one of our neighbors one day if she could store some carpet they had had removed in their garage. (Yes, they removed 5 year old carpet from their house and asked someone else to store it for them in the garage.)
The neighbor said "No."
The wife said, "It doesn't take up much room."
The neighbor said, "Then store it in your garage."
The wife said, "Well, let me know when I can bring it over."
The door was shut in her face.
Another neighbor had been known to loan her a (car) battery charger.
The wife asks, "Do you use the charger often?"
The neighbor said,"Not really."
The wife then says, "Well, I'll just keep it then. Let me know if you need to use it."
This is the type of neighbor she is. I really didn't want to waste an entire Saturday evening on this event! I lost. I bought a gift. (A waffle maker) And off we went.
We arrived on time (6PM) and were, like, the only ones there. Seriously, there were maybe 20 people in the whole place with tables for 600 people. Great. But, they had beer and fruit. This was the first course. Finally at about 7:30, they start the introductions. Almost everything was in Vietnamese with occasional English blurbs thrown in. Then, the singing begins. Our neighbor starts to sing... in French. She sings 3 songs in French. And they were quite good. We were laughing because it was actually really good. The next course started at about 7:45 and continued for the next 2 hours. Following is my description of each of the courses. Don't know the names because I couldn't read the menu. Here goes:
Shrimp and pork salad with interesting dressing.
Seafood and tofu soup
Shrimp ball with piece of sugarcane sticking out of the side
Shrimp pounded flat with crab meat and a sauce that tasted like pumpkin pie on top
Duck wrapped in puff pastry and deep fried
BBQ lobster with nothing to crack it with except your knife, fork, or chop sticks
Beef tenderloin rolled up with a peppercorn sauce
Fried Rice
All of the food was good. I would go back to this restaurant and eat. I may not be able to order it because I don't think my descriptions translate well, but it was good.
But what about the wedding cake? There was a cake at the center of the stage. Surely we were going to eat that? People started to leave. Hmmm. Chad asked me if I wanted to leave. No. I want cake. Besides, we have been pleasantly enjoying this experience until this point.
Wiating.... Waiting... An hour goes by. Finally, the cake is cut. Waiting... Waiting. Where is the waiter to bring our cake? I just knew it was going to be good. It was pretty. I am sure it was expensive. I love wedding cake.
At 10:40 we were served wedding cake. Chad got a green piece I got a chocolate piece. We each took a bite. We busted out laughing. Dang it. It tasted like a sponge. It was terrible. I waited an hour for a frosted sponge. It was time to leave. Maybe we will drive thru Sonic on the way home. I needed something sweet!
The next morning we see everyone coming and going next door. The funniest thing was watching the husband "un" decorate the town car that the bride and groom drove around in. They had taken 2" pink satin ribbon and pink silk roses and attached them to the car in strips. And you thought shoe polish and condoms were bad. I snuck (i don't think that's a word) a picture from inside the car....
And this is my life... :-)
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