Memorial Days are notorious for weddings, and this year was no exception. We awoke Saturday at 5am to beat the holiday traffic down to NYC for a friend’s wedding at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens just minutes away from my childhood home. My parents were out of town, so we had to get the keys from my aunt before settling in. The Persian wedding was elegant and well-organized, but was detracted slightly by the harsh afternoon sun beating down our necks. Overwhelmed by fatigue after the lunch reception, I could barely keep my eyes open even after the DJ started spinning the dance mix. We left early and enjoyed a nice afternoon nap before dinner at WD-50. Arriving late for our reservation, we were seated at a bar by the window, which actually gave us some natural light for a better view of the food. We opted for a 5-course prix fixe menu “from the vault,” which features chef Wylie Dufresne’s greatest hits, including his scrambled egg raviolis, pickled beef tongue with fried mayo, and lamb loin with black garlic romesco, although we were sad to miss the pho gras offered in the pricier 10-course tasting menu. After collapsing at home, we awoke early again on Sunday to drive up to the Lake George area for my classmate’s wedding at the Sagamore Resort. We got there late, and had to change in the car, but just in time to join the groom ride his white horse to the mandap by the water. We held out under the bright sun again for the ceremony, then took a nap back at our motel. The lavish evening reception was complete with professional dancers and an ice sculpture reminiscent of an E! celebrity wedding. As always, Indian people know how to party, and the excellent DJ provided an excellent mix for us to dance the night away.