Sarah and Jon said I do at the gorgeous Castello di Vicarello overlooking the rolling hills of Tuscany. The cocktail hour was held in the castle courtyard, where rolls of cheese and cured Italian meats were garnished with rosemary and lavender. (My taco dinners just haven't cut it ever since.) They did away with tradition and just held a big dinner party where guests lingered and laughed long into the night. But the best part was that Sarah and Jon felt like friends and treated me like family. It doesn't get better than that. P.S. Someone please take me back, or at least mail me some of that pasta.