Yesterday, February 6th, marked our 24th wedding anniversary. People who know John and me know that we are hopeless romantics, not without our fair share of wild stories and mishaps.
We were married in one of the military barracks at Fort Baker in the Marin Headlands, just north of the Golden Gate Bridge. On our way to the hotel to get ready, I asked John where he had packed my dress. I laughed when he calmly replied, “I didn’t get your dress.” I said, “C’mon don’t joke; where is the dress?” He looked straight into my eyes and said nothing.
John sketched this adorable picture of me awaiting my wedding dress.
I thought he had packed the dress, and he thought I had!
Reality set in, followed by a brief panic, and then we made a plan: My dear friend, who lived close to us, would break into our condo and bring me the dress. So, as the wedding ceremony drew dangerously near, I sat in my robe, sipping Champagne, sharing wedding disaster stories with my future brother-in-law, waiting for the dress to arrive.
My dress came in the nick of time and John and I said our “I do’s”. I still laugh when I think about it today!
Wedding disaster averted, we toasted with Champagne, Anchor Steam and Pittsburgh Iron City beer, and then danced the night away. The next day, February 7th, we headed off to Sonoma wine country for our honeymoon with shaving cream wishes blowing in the wind.
And this, my friends, is where we first discovered Malbec. In fact, we named our Lasseter Family Winery Malbec blend, ‘Amoureux,’ a French word meaning ‘lovers’, because it reminds us of our honeymoon each time we take a sip. We hope you’ll fall in love with Amoureux, just as we fell in love over 24 years ago!
–Nancy
