Thursday, November 10, 2005
The Honest Caterer
I know what you're thinking, that's an oxymoron, but no, Missy and I have stumbled upon one. We've waded through caterers that charge cake cutting fees, corkage fees, and that charge for the servers to be present but an additional cost for them to do any actual work. Today, though, we visited a caterer that actually gave us a price quote before we left and said it was a liberal estimate. This quote was more than within our budget and still had all the frills that caterers charging twice the amount included. Most of the other caterers would hem and haw about providing a figure to work around, no doubt hoping to squeeze us for every cent we had and could possibly borrow.
During our visit today, I had a hard time containing my joy. With great effort I was able to maintain my poker face, and actually forced a scowl when she gave us the wonderful price per guest. She reassured me that the price would go down when we had more specifics and I made my best effort to look skeptical.
When we left the wedding planner said that she would have the proposal in the mail in less than a week. The other caterers we visited have yet to send us their proposal, and will most likely refrain from doing so until a month before the wedding date, no doubt following a secret caterer code that prohibits caterers from allowing couples to breathe easy, ensuring the greatest advantage for the caterers to glean whatever amount of money they wish from the couple's with no choice but to agree to financial rape - a sort of marital right of passage on par with a bris.
The moment Missy and I were through the doors we looked at each other and simultaneously agreed that we've found our caterer. Even though we have other appointments with other caterers, and plan to keep those appointments, we have no doubt that the price won't be beaten.
I feel so relieved. The caterer the absurd post-wedding stress inhibiting, pre-wedding stress facilitator, has been decided upon and all we have to look forward to is surprise hidden costs that hopefully won't arise. I'm crossing my fingers.
During our visit today, I had a hard time containing my joy. With great effort I was able to maintain my poker face, and actually forced a scowl when she gave us the wonderful price per guest. She reassured me that the price would go down when we had more specifics and I made my best effort to look skeptical.
When we left the wedding planner said that she would have the proposal in the mail in less than a week. The other caterers we visited have yet to send us their proposal, and will most likely refrain from doing so until a month before the wedding date, no doubt following a secret caterer code that prohibits caterers from allowing couples to breathe easy, ensuring the greatest advantage for the caterers to glean whatever amount of money they wish from the couple's with no choice but to agree to financial rape - a sort of marital right of passage on par with a bris.
The moment Missy and I were through the doors we looked at each other and simultaneously agreed that we've found our caterer. Even though we have other appointments with other caterers, and plan to keep those appointments, we have no doubt that the price won't be beaten.
I feel so relieved. The caterer the absurd post-wedding stress inhibiting, pre-wedding stress facilitator, has been decided upon and all we have to look forward to is surprise hidden costs that hopefully won't arise. I'm crossing my fingers.
# posted by T.S. Idiot @ 2:29 PM 
