Ahhh, the Wedding Cake.
The worlds most fattening food.
Right after after the bride eats it, she gains 20 pounds.
(ba doom shish!)
A. Wedding cake
My sister made our wedding cake: simple, delicious and BEAUTIFUL because my sister was beautiful!
But we celebrated our 30th anniversary in March with our children and grandkids.
Very interesting.....thanks
My exchange with my ex was gentle and respectful. How did that predict she’d have an affair with my son’s tae kwon do instructor?
I told my bride-to-be (at the time) that I was just going to hold it up for her to take a bite, none of the stupid smashing-into-the-face stuff. She did the same and that was 22 years ago.
The fun starts at the 4:00 mark..Listen to the crowd..er guests..urging them to "Smash it!!"
But I've been shocked at some recent weddings I've attended. Something isn't right when so many young people of today feel the need to publicly demean their new spouse at the cake exchange.
I don't like this new "tradition" at all.
Watch the whole thing...are they still married???
She must hate her maid of honor...
You can learn a lot by observing behavior closely.
Priests are fortunate to be too busy to attend wedding receptions.
I’m going to my hippy nephew’s wedding this summer. I’m actually looking forward to it. It should be a hoot. And who knows? It might last.
Over a half century ago, I helped my dad (A wedding photographer) in the darkroom. As the silvery images emerged on the paper under the red safelight, I especially noticed things in “The Feeding of the Cake”.
Even as a 9 year old, I found myself making similar observations!
There were some real brutal smashers, even way back then.
If cake-smashing is a “tradition” then why not go all out and have a food fight? Just splat your future mother-in-law thoroughly and you can all yuk it up and look back fondly in twenty years.
What is good and desirable about ruining someone’s appearance and causing embarrassment in front of a crowd of family and close friends during an important milestone in life?
There’s not anything good about it.
Our son’s first marriage ended in divorce after his wife had an affair four months after their wedding. Looking back there were lots of signs that their relationship was not a happy one. His spouse was dominating and never shared any of his interests. Things were always her way and their relationship was never playful. Fortunately he met another young lady and their relationship blossomed. They will be married this fall and our whole family is thrilled. Our daughter and her husband just celebrated their fourth anniversary. Things haven’t been easy, but she is married to a remarkable guy who we have adopted into our family. My wife and I will celebrate 36 years of marriage this summer.
I've had similar thoughts about this over the years. If you act cruelly toward your spouse in public, what in the world will go on behind closed doors?
Pride. If you can’t lose, you might as well not get married. Every married person is going to have to lose on occasion. Sometimes you will lose because you are wrong and sometimes you will lose because you care more about the relationship than the argument. Some people can’t lose—even when it comes to the cake exchange. If they have to be the victor at the expense of their spouse, they might win the cake but they will lose the marriage. If a person isn’t humble enough to have a little cake on their nose in a happy moment, they will never have the humility to submit to their spouse during a tough time. (See: Pride–The Only Enemy of Marriage)I've long had the theory that pride, or ego, is the tap root of nearly all the problems that occur between humans.
An individual or group can't face the fact that some things happen because of their own inadequacies. They find ways to transfer the responsibility to another person or group and then unleash their frustrations.
Where exactly is someone supposed to learn this?
I agree. I have witnessed quite a few of my friends weddings and the ones who smash the cake into each other often time end up divorced. The ones who respectfully feed each other the cake have made it. I always said this same thing to many people over the years.
One of the non-negotiables my wife had for our wedding was that there would not be any stuffing cake in each other’s faces. Mine was that my tux have tales. Don’t know where that fits on his list, but we’re still together 22 years later.
We nailed our best man and the maid of honor with the cake.