Michele Humes (I live in New York and I write about food.)

I Got Married

And there was a croquembouche.

I had asked for there to be no chocolate in the croquembouche, which you wouldn’t think would be an insurmountable request, but evidently it was.

This is me recoiling in horror, upon discovering the chocolate lurking within the profiteroles.

But what does it matter? We are married.