Anniversary Celebration “Part Two” consisted of a more real-time and realistic celebration, closer to the day and to home. This year, for the very first year, we kept it really close to home by making dinner at home rather than going out on the town. We figured we did the grand lavish meal in a grand and lavish European way just last month, so that now we would do something more low key and intimate, just us two.
But we did want to slightly re-create a European feel and flavor (as we are still mourning the end of our vacation – I know, I know, it’s like get over it already) and decided upon a fish meal. We had orada (which I believe in English is gilt-head bream, but I could be totally wrong, that’s based on a quickie Wikipedia search) and squid on the BBQ, smothered in garlic and Rob’s authentic Croatian olive oil. Rob is the fish master so he manned the grill and I made the side dishes of roasted potatoes, roasted peppers with melted goat cheese and garlic and basil, and spinach salad. We topped all that deliciousness off with a bottle of white wine we had brought back from Boskinac and Anniversary Celebration “Part One”.
I decorated our dining table with the lantern centerpieces from our actual wedding day, as well as the sign that adorned our head table the day of (our tables were all named after islands in Croatia, but the head table was named after the island village Rob is from and where we fell in love, Jakisnica). We drank the vino from the champagne flutes we used on the wedding day. Also adorning our dining table was the wine bottle, itself adorned with part of my present to Rob, a custom wine label that reads (along with our wedding date):
Robert and Yvonne
Anniversary Chardonnay
Year One
(Paper being the traditional 1st anniversary gift)
This all made for an extremely romantical ambiance and it really was very special and beautiful and memorable, just how we wanted it to be. You would think that nothing could top Anniversary Celebration “Part One”, but there’s something to be said for simplicity. Home is where the heart is after all.
The thing with home though, is the pile of fishy and crusty dishes afterwards where there ain’t no waiter to be cleaning up after you. But we left that until the next day and didn’t let the mood be killed by the crusty-ness of everyday and ordinary. Instead, we glided across our living room floor to our 1st dance song, romantical indeed.
Side note - the other thing with home is that you’re so comfortable and relaxed and stupid that you almost lock yourself out of said home. Like we almost did. Yup. We were both outside, I was giving Rob the fish for the BBQ and I closed the side door behind me. Well that door locks from the inside, meaning now the door was locked on the outside, meaning we were royally screwed. Music playing, candles flickering, table set, and there we were freezing our arses off outside. For once cell phone-less (which we almost never are), just about to ask a neighbour to use their phone and call one of our parents to come over with their key (this was my logical solution, Rob wanted to break and enter somehow into our own home), cringing at having to do something so embarrassing.
But alas, anniversary romantical luck was on our side, and I decided to try the door one more time. And lo and behold, it was locked indeed, however I had not quite closed the door entirely and a little shove was suffice to let us back into our humble abode where we thanked our romantical luckily aligned stars. And we laughed about it. All you can do is laugh.
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