From being covered in turmeric, to throwing sesame seeds and barley into a holy fire and touching our right toes on seven betel nuts whilst making seven promises to one another, getting married was the most spiritual and surreal experience.
It happened on the sunny Saturday of the 26th April this year and was all that I dreamt it would be. Marrying my best friend and chief food taster in my picturesque childhood home of Yorkshire, surrounded by family and friends will forever be one of the greatest memories in this life. For, the Hindu religion maintains that in marriage, we are both bound karmically to marry for seven lifetimes. And I wish it was seven more lifetimes after that too.
I’ll leave you with some photos from the day and the promise that I’ll be back to blogging very soon. Tying the knot was an adventure I’ll never forget but as you know, sugar and spice flows through my veins and I can never leave the kitchen for too long – especially now that there’s a hungry husband waiting for his biryani at the table. Which, by the way is fine, as long as he knows there’s a sink full of washing up with his name all over it too.
By the way, that's eggless red velvet sponge and salted caramel cake under 7 ivory tiers and hundreds of handmade sugar flowers in Champagne gold (all the work of the amazing Charlotte White of Restoration Cake)
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