If Savannah had thought about everything about the ceremony and the church, Brian had gone over and above the call of duty for the reception. It started as soon as they stepped out of the church and there was an actual carriage waiting for them. After they took the pictures, the same carriage brought them back to the Officers Club for the actual reception.
The club was built to recreate the feeling of a castle with stone floors and walls, but now it was completely different. The floor was covered in pink carpet, except for an area that had wood tiles so people could dance. The walls were covered with white satin. There were a rectangular table for the bridal party and round tables for their guests. All the tables and chairs were covered in white satin and pink bow. They had created both the covers (buying a roll of white satin and one of pink lace was a lot cheaper than renting, and had worked for weeks to make them, thanks to glue and staple gun; they were fine as long as they didn't have to last more than today).
Finally, there were buffet tables. The first table was the carving board with roast beef and Virginia ham. The second was a seafood table with baked clams, fried calamary, shrimp scampi and sea food salad. The third table was a pasta station with tortellini Alfredo, linguini with clam sauce and rigatoni ala vodka. There was a table with a mix of appatizers like bruschetta with tometo, mozzarella sticks, fresh fruit and cheese display. Finally, there was the cake table. Once again, Brian had been brilliant in finding a place where they could rent a table that looked like a carriage.
Brian had also found a few of the soldiers willing to work as waiters for the night. Paying them was a lot cheaper than professional service, but they were great and after the buffet, there weren't many more servings. They started with a salad, then a choice of Chateau Briand, chicken Francese, or grilled swordfish. At the end, there was a lemon sherbet and the dessert table.