Monday, April 11, 2005

Sikh & Find

Friday we arrived in Kansas City for a Sikh wedding. Tess was really good on the plane. There was a ceremony Friday night where the bride and groom's family exchanged garlands. Lots of drums and dancing. It was pretty cool to see a bunch of men in turbans dancing. The food was good too. It was Indian cuisine. I loved the appetizers... little potato cakes, spicy chicken, and lamb "sausages". I don't know what any of it was called.

We went to the Sikh wedding Saturday... I was incorrect when I said it was Hindu before. We had to wear scarves on our heads and take our shoes off when we went into the temple, which was just a big room with a few decorations. Everyone sat on the floor. The ceremony was very long... it seemed really long to me because I was wearing a dress that is too small (none of my old dress clothes fit since Tess was born), and I could only sit in two positions without revealing too much. Tess slept through the whole thing. The music was pretty cool... there were guys playing drums and some kind of eastern-sounding keyboard. At the temple they gave us lunch. Everyone sat on the floor again, and the servers walked around dishing food out of buckets. I thought the highlight of this meal was the carrot pudding that we had for dessert. It was delicious.

Saturday night they had a reception at a really nice place in downtown KC. This was pretty similar to an American wedding reception, but they were playing Indian pop music, and it was so incredibly loud that we had to leave right after we ate. The music was scaring Tess. I couldn't believe how loud it was, and even the older Indian men didn't seem to mind. Maybe it was because their turbans covered their ears. The food was so good at all the meals... James and I loaded up and talked about where we could get more food like it in Indianapolis. We have a favorite Indian restaurant, Taj of India, but I am not sure if we know what to ask for.

On the plane back to Indianapolis, Tess cried at first, but once we took off, she fell asleep. When we got off the plane, someone came up to me and complimented the baby on being so good. During the whole weekend, Tess was the center of attention everywhere we went. Strangers were commenting on how pretty she is. I didn't realize how much people love babies!

No comments:

Post a Comment