Holy Connubials: a wedding at the Lake House

One of the reasons that I have been such a bad blogger of late has been due to the many things going on in my life - work, study, settling on a new house (in only a matter of weeks - yippee!) and a wedding. Now that I've struck study off the list (at least for another month), I definitely owe you all a post on my wedding, or, as Kath and Kim would say, my holy connubials.
N.B. Before I go on, you may wish to recap on our engagement in Paris last year - I'm still in shock about exactly how my beloved pulled off such an amazing proposal.

I hinted at where we may be tying the knot (i.e. Daylesford) in a post a couple of months ago. The venue was a no brainer for my beloved and I - we simply chose our favourite restaurant in Victoria: The Lake House. We wanted an intimate, relaxed and casual wedding - just a special day with our closest friends and family, coupled with fabulous food and wine. We got precisely that and couldn't have been happier.

Despite being May, we were thrilled to wake up to a day like this:

Pretty average, right?!

I won't bore you with the details, but I will say that we had a fairly unconventional wedding. There was no white dress, no grand arrival of the bride, no professional photographer and no cake.  Instead, guests were greeted by my beloved and I in an beautiful room, complete with a cozy open fire. Sparkling rosé and canapés were served immediately - I wouldn't want my guests to go hungry! 

Our ceremony, conducted by a close family friend, emphasized harmony and multiculturalism, both of which are extremely important to us as a couple. These concepts were rendered even more apt in light of the fact that roughly a third of our guests had travelled from overseas to celebrate with us. We were intent on keeping the ceremony short and sweet, but managed to throw in a few readings. My best friend wrote a gorgeous piece and another mate interpreted this sweet, naïve Calvin and Hobbes comic.

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A boozy and hearty Sunday lunch followed, with the Lake House showcasing their sensational talents.

Guests chose from two entrees: smoked Skipton eel, with pancetta, shallot confit, beetroot remoulade and mustard crème fraiche; or a charcuterie and local salumi platter.

Slow cooked lamb; or confit duck and pork belly proved a tough selection for main course, with oodles of salad and roast potatoes to share.

Dessert was a shared affair - lots of mini sweet selections adorned the centre of each table (muuuuuch better than boring old wedding cake in my humble opinion!). An array of petit fours was subsequently brought out with tea and coffee.

Food photographs courtesy of the beautiful and talented MissChievously - it's ever so handy when one of your best mates (and thus wedding guests) happens to be a food blogger.

Well, what can I say other than: "wow" - we truly had a magical day! The Lake House staff were simply too good to be true and ensured that everything went off without a hitch...well...there was a hitch...but you know what I mean. At the end of the day, all I can say is: we are so, so blessed.