500 red roses?  I’m not sure…I didn’t actually count them, so let’s just say there were more than I could possibly count.

As I walked through the double glass doors at Eaton Country Club, I new immediately that we were in the precise location for the reception.  There were clusters of roses, crimson gracing every possible perch.   Each of the 45 dining tables had a bouquet of about a dozen of them. Stunning.  Ah, and as I delivered the substantially heavy 4-tiered cake, there were 2 dozen red roses which the bride instructed me were to adorn her cake.