It’s the age old love story. She was a nurse; he was a resident. She had her eyes on him and asked if he wanted to go out one night. They went to Triumph Brewery in Princeton, down the street from the hospital, and conversation was so easy. The date that night and all of them since them have been so good that they’ll be celebrating their wedding next month at Knowlton Mansion in Philadelphia.
These two have a thing for cooking that made me want to invite myself over to their place for dinner. Casey apparently makes a pretty mean mac and cheese and can rock some pancakes. Eric’s got the omelets. They made a rack of lamb for Valentine’s Day. They actually got three ice cream makers at their wedding shower.
He calls her “Peach”. She’ll occasionally page “Dr. Walla”, even if he’s just in the other room.
We all got together the other week in Princeton where it all began. We started out at their very hospital, in fact.
And then they showed me around the lovely borough/town/city/place of Princeton. We strolled around Palmer Square.
And then we walked around Princeton’s incredible campus right as the sun was setting. The golden light was absolutely luscious. She went to Penn and he went to Rutgers but they were still willing to indulge in the fabulous surroundings.
Of course we had to make it to Triumph Brewery, where Casey and Eric talked endlessly just a few years ago on that first date.
It was about this time last year when Eric took Casey to the Grounds for Sculpture. He hadn’t realized quite how modern everything would be and nervously held onto the ring in his pocket. He finally found a statue, had Casey stand by it, and popped the question before going on to dinner to celebrate.
I think it’s pretty adorable that they play Parcheesi together.
In just a few short weeks you’ll be seeing a lot more of these two from their wedding day! I can’t wait!
Paradise is always where love dwells.
~ Jean Paul F. Richter
