The Two-Tiered Wedding

Right before the wedding ceremony was supposed to start, my mom found me, her face dark with anger.

"Chloe, did you arrange the catering for the reception?"

I nodded, confused.

I had personally handled all the catering details. We even went to several different hotels for tastings before settling on this one.

My mom froze for a second, then glared at me.

"Are you out of your mind?! I gave you thirty thousand dollars, and this is the garbage you serve at your wedding?!"

"Your husband's family gets top-shelf whiskey, premium steak, and lobster!"