Toast to Ammie and Harry
My brother and Ammie tied the knot last Sunday, in a great ceremony in the mountains of Colorado. My only disappointment is that I could not spend more time out there. Now that I am back in New York staring at a computer monitor, I very much miss those beautiful mountains. It is far too easy to get too wrapped up all the flash of civilization and forget that a campfire is far better than any new episode of Gossip Girl.
There was a bit of unwanted excitement right after the ceremony which you, my reader, need not concern yourself about lest to say that it all worked out for the best. I only mention this because I was left off the hook in saying my Best Man toast. I feel that I should toast my brother and Ammie, and this seems like an appropriate public forum to do it now. So if you can, get a drink in your hand, preferably champagne, and let's get this thing started.
Tink, tink, tink.
Thanks again for taking this moment to celebrate the wedding of my brother and Ammie. I have known these two as a couple for almost the entire time they have been dating. I came back one summer from camping in Philmont, New Mexico to find that my brother was dating this tall skinny girl from West Texas who could cook up a storm. Even though my brother and I lived together for something like five years, we always had better luck with the ladies when the other was not around. Perhaps my only role in getting these two together was being an awful wingman to Harry for all those previous years, so that when the right one finally came, he was available.
My brother liked this one from the start. And, as many of you know, he caught her heart with a dish of his spaghetti marco polo. There may have been some large butterflies posted on her door at some point, but I think that it was the food that really sealed the deal. As anyone who has eaten Ammie's food can attest, she sets a high bar when it comes to grub. Food is not just food, food is love. And with this one lovely spaghetti meal, my brother gastrologically said I love you. (I wasn't there, but I would suspect that he said it as well.)
These two have been cooking meals for each other together ever since. Any time I have the honor of eating their food, I can really taste that little something that makes their food amazing. And it is not just the bacon that makes their meals amazing, it's the heart that is put into it.
Harry, you are in luck. I'm going to avoid all the embarrassing things I would normally say about you in a non-internet toast. I just want to tell you that I am so happy and proud that you have found such a wonderful woman. She makes you a more fulfilled and happy person, and I could not think of a better person to be in your life.
Ammie, I am happy to have you officially as my sister-in-law. It seems like you have been part of the family for a long time now. I want to thank you for the endless generosity you have given to me, be it my stunning birthday dinner last year, heart-felt walks on the streets of Georgia or thrifting together throughout the years. But most important, I want to thank you for loving my brother, for by making him happier you bring joy to my heart.
You guys are the best couple I know. May the many coming years only bring more joy and happiness.
Cheers.