Mash'Allah the wedding was the most organised Moroccan wedding ever. Everything was on time, everyone got their pictures taken and the bride had her outfit changes on cue (that must have been the Anglo- part of the wedding coming through as the groom is English and his lovely family did a lot of the setting up).
The venue was very plush and it was nice to have separate rooms for men and women so that the ladies could let their hair down (sorry guys, all the fun happens on this side, you carry on discussing the football scores).
Traditionally at a Moroccan wedding the bride has a number of outfit changes with matching jewellery and make-up with each outfit. Mash'Allah each outfit was gorgeous and the bride looked like a princess.
This display of traditional sweets, baklava and dates was gorgeous. It really caught my eye and my fancy and the dates tasted delicious (I asked and was told that these were made up by Sweetland) with the brides family preparing the stuffed dates themselves.
I was wondering if the food would be Moroccan or South Asian (like the last Moroccan wedding I went to), but it turned out to be English: tomato soup, smoked salmon, tender chicken breast with mashed potato and grilled vegetables. It tasted really, really good.
The bride is a teacher and thought of separate kids meals for the children - mini jacket potatoes and chicken strips (I tried these out too - they tasted good)
I like this picture, someone was evidently busy tidying up the table diamonds that the grooms mum had scattered all over the table.
Alhamdulillah we had a very nice evening, being taken care of my the brides mum, watching my best friend run around like a headless chicken, watching the ladies get down to some Moroccan dancing, eating good food, going deaf from the loud Moroccan music (I thought Darling might get unsettled, but she was unfazed as always) and catching up with the people I had met at the henna.