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Fish-Biscuit Wedding

Miss Redvelvet Fish and Mr. Fulminous Biscuit

Miss Redvelvet Fish, a daughter of Eugenia Cornwallis-Fish and Herbert "Herby" Thompson Fish of the Boston Fishes, was married on Wednesday to Mr. Fulminous Biscuit, the son of Calliope Biscuit and Dr. Anderson Biscuit of Hyannisport. A non-denominational service was performed in New York City.

The bride, 26, is president of Fish Communications, a global enterprise headquartered in Manhattan with offices in London, Tokyo, Sydney, Paris, Venice, and Helsinki. Miss Fish maintains modest residences in each of these cities to facilitate her sometimes-frenzied travel schedule. She received a degree in English magna cum laude from Harvard University. She is the author of several best-selling novels, and also regularly appears as a model for Calvin Klein, Vera Wang, and is a close personal friend of Donatella Versace. Her father is an investment banker with J.P. Morgan Chase, and on the Board of Directors of the I.M.F., and her mother is president of both the Junior League and the Daughters of General Cornwallis Foundation.

The bridegroom, 27, is executive chef at several four-star restaurants including Parfait, Croquembouche, and The Shiv and Biscuit (the last in partnership with Bridgett-Cavouras LLP), with cuisine ranging from classic French to Asian-Cajun fusion. He is the author of a series of cookbooks, credited with the single-handed revival of gourmet home cookery and the art of the cocktail party. He is the face of the recent Claiborne Luxe ad campaign, and was also recipient of the Year’s Best New Chef award from Gourmet Magazine in 2003. His father is an experimental neuropathologist and his mother is editor of several poetic anthologies and director of the Emerging Poets Guild of New England, designed to nurture young poetic talent.

Miss Fish and Mr. Biscuit met in October 2003 on a bridge over the Charles River, which divides Boston and Cambridge, Mass. From there, both were watching the annual Head of the Charles crew race, in which Miss Fish's cousin's former roommate was competing. After a few gusts of cold wind, Mr. Biscuit offered his Armani jacket to a chilled Miss Fish.

"It was love at first sight," offers Mr. Biscuit. "Not only was she lovely, but she was wearing really really great shoes."

Lacking the courage to ask for her number at the time, it wasn't until two weeks later when, by chance, the pair bumped into each other at a gelateria in Venice, that they had their first date.

"I couldn't decide between the Nocciolata and the Stracciatella. Then imagine my surprise when I saw the dreamy guy who'd lent me his jacket standing at the counter! We ended up getting one of each, and sharing bites as we walked all over Venice that night,” Miss Fish recalls. "It was so romantic!"

Mr. Biscuit proposed less than a month later. When they walked down the aisle, they exchanged custom-designed Tiffany bands, and retired to a star-studded celebration, catered by none other than Mr. Biscuit himself.

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