The Most Memorable Meal I’ve Ever Had — Our Wedding Day at Field Place

When someone asks, “What’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever eaten?” my mind doesn’t go to an exotic holiday or a swanky restaurant.

Instead, I think about the most memorable and safest meal I’ve ever eaten — and that was our wedding day.

We got married at Field Place in Worthing, and I still feel so lucky that we chose it. The venue itself was stunning — full of history, character, and beautiful surroundings — but more than anything, it was the way they cared that made all the difference.

As someone with coeliac disease, I know how difficult it can be to eat safely at events. Add to that guests with multiple allergies — including nuts, lemon, kiwi and bell pepper — and it would have been easy for people to brush it off or get overwhelmed. But not Field Place.

The caterers were phenomenal. They prepared everything in a separate kitchen to avoid cross-contamination, and we made the decision that the entire wedding menu would be 100% gluten-free and free from the top allergens affecting our guests. It was a big ask — but they absolutely rose to the occasion.

And let me tell you — it was incredible.

Not just because it was safe, but because it was absolutely delicious.

The presentation was superb — the kind of meal where each plate looked like something out of a Michelin-star restaurant. Elegant, thoughtful, and so beautifully done. It didn’t feel like we were making compromises; it felt like we were being celebrated.

To top it all off, the atmosphere was relaxed, and for once, I didn’t feel like I had to be on high alert. I could simply be.

That said… in the week leading up to the wedding and on the morning of the day itself, I was so nervous I could hardly eat. My stomach felt like it had completely shrunk from the anxiety and excitement.

But when the food arrived — when I sat down and allowed myself to really enjoy the moment — something shifted.

We had a three-course meal, and I was so determined to savour every bite that I ended up being the last person at the table to finish my main. My dad leaned over and said, “Are you nearly done? I think everyone’s waiting for dessert.”

I looked at him and said, “No — this is amazing, and I’m eating every bite.”

My husband just smiled. He knew exactly what that meant for me — that I felt safe enough to enjoy the meal, to not rush through it, to simply be present. He was proud, and honestly, I was proud of myself too.

It was a small but powerful moment. Because I wasn’t just eating food — I was reclaiming something. I was allowing myself to be cared for in a way that didn’t require compromise or second-guessing.

And I think, as a neurodivergent parent who’s always considering others — our daughter, our family, our friends — it’s rare to feel so looked after. That kind of inclusive love doesn’t happen by accident. It’s intentional. And it meant everything.

Over to You

What’s your most memorable meal? Was it the food? The feeling? The company?

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Let’s keep lifting each other up — one safe, beautiful memory at a time.

References

Field Place Manor House & Barns, Worthing Coeliac UK – www.coeliac.org.uk Allergy UK – www.allergyuk.org Ellie Middleton, Unmasked: The Guide to Neurodivergent Life

What’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever eaten?