It's a nice day for a white wedding

College Friend Keebler's fiancee, Meg, was in the city today for a job interview, so I met her for lunch afterward at the Chelsea Grill in Hell's Kitchen.

During the course of catching up, she mentioned that she and Keebler had recently attended the wedding of one of our college housemates, a guy who now lives in Oregon. Although he and I were never close, just friendly, he and Keebler were very good friends - so much so that Keebler had been his best man.

I asked how the wedding was.

"It was very...them," she said, and sort of grinned at me. "Ceremony outside, reception outside in a tent - and very small, only about 50 people total."

I nodded.

"It was vegetarian," she continued. A beat, and then:

"And non-alcoholic."

I raised an eyebrow and met her eyes.

"Wow, you just described my personal hell," I said slowly as she dissolved into giggles at the expression on my face.