Each wedding has it's own unique flavor. This one was Mexican.
New Mexican in him.) It was all so yummy, but the best part was the cake.
In the end several leftover pieces went into the trash. They were already on plates. So sad. (I actually heard myself say, "Goodbye, cake...") However, the story ended on a happy note. We left a good sized piece of cake for the park caretaker and took almost half a vanilla cake home. Oh, my! I had almost as hard a time sharing that as I did sharing my camera. Maybe even harder.
PS. Don't miss part 1 below.