Sunday is recovery day for me if I shoot a wedding on Saturday. After shooting the CNE arch (see previous post), I stopped by my local hospital to drop off the flowers I was given after the reception, which has been my custom since I started shooting weddings. By the time I backed up all the memory cards (the RAW files filled up an entire DVD) and made a first pass through the collection, I was falling asleep at the keyboard, although I had plenty of sleep on Friday night, got up early yesterday morning, ate a big breakfast and was the first person to arrive at the venue (I think even the Maître d’ was surprised). I think no matter how long or short the wedding is, I throw myself so completely into every event that afterward it feels like I’ve run a marathon.
The bonus to yesterday is that I ran into a friend who was part of the catering team — I didn’t recognise her at all because she’d cut off all her hair! It was great to see a familiar face at a function where I’m usually mingling with at least a hundred strangers for a whole day. She invited me out last night to meet with the others, but when 10:30pm rolled around I was texting them to say I was already in my pyjamas and ready to pass out. As I was typing this, they called to say they were picking me up! Hello Second Wind, I need you!
Anyway, most of the evening was catch-up over drinks, although I truly wish I’d been on the ball enough to take a photo of my $14 nachos which consisted of five or six round tortilla chips (maybe 8-10cm across?) stacked in layers, with tiny bits of lettuce, cheese, and guacamole in between. It would have been passable for a meal if there were enough fillings, but at best they were implied since they were invisible until you pried away a layer. The four of us stared at my giant plate that dwarfed my “gourmet” nachos (the stack wasn’t high enough to qualify as a tower), but I ate it, anyway. My friend went to the kitchen to complain and a short while later someone returned to inform me that he would only charge me $9 instead of $14. Still, I can’t imagine anyone should get away with serving a small stack of tortilla chips and charging $14 for what is barely an appetiser. Put it in the “sides” section! When people are at a pub and drinking, they need food!
Rant over.
Let’s have a few more photos from today, when I took a computer break to shoot the sunset with the 50mm f/1.4 before I have to return it tomorrow morning:
- Browse Category: The Great Outdoors
- Browse Category: Urban Life
- Browse Category: Working Life
The first one if a perfect shot! Do birds always “fly” still for you?
I never had the guts to complain when food or the service suck in a restaurant. Weird, considering French complain all the time.
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We won’t get into how much bird-stalking I do to get these shots… I don’t stoop so low as to feed them, though! They had plenty of rubbish to eat in the summer during the garbage strike.
I’m terrible at complaining at restaurants. I complain with my feet: I just don’t go back.