Wedding Night: Stuffing

For us, this moment happened when the pizza we (wisely) ordered for the hotel room arrived. My husband, still in his suspenders and untied bowtie, and I, in a gargantuan t-shirt I threw over my Spanx, sat on the edge of the hotel bed.

For months, I had fantasized about a perfect, slow wedding night. I had packed delicate lingerie. I had bought expensive candles. But what we actually shared was better. wedding night stuffing

Historically, French couples were served a "fortifying" soup or mixture of leftovers (sometimes in a chamber pot as a prank) to give them energy. For us, this moment happened when the pizza

So, here’s to the stuffing. May your fridge be full and your marriage be full of love (and leftovers). I had packed delicate lingerie

But if you ask any newlywed what actually happened on The Big Night, you’ll likely get a sheepish grin and a confession about something far less cinematic.