Alison Roman and Max Cantorâs Wedding Was a Love Letter to New York City—And Its Many Restaurants
Alison Roman and Max Cantorâs romance began with an Instagram comment, circa August 2022. âI was on a solo trip through Italy and naturally posting a lot of photos of my vacationâ¦and also myself,â Alison says, laughing. âThere was one in particular I took while drying off on a rock after a swim, captioned âback to my silly little rock.â Max felt compelled to respond with âGood for you. Good for the rock.â We both agree it wasnât 100%, but nevertheless I was instantly charmed.â When she returned to New York, a date soon followedâand then another, and another, and another. Within a month they knew they wanted to get married.
In April 2023 Max, a director and producer, made that feeling official. Food writer and chef Alison, who was on a two-month book tour for her New York Times bestselling cookbook Sweet Enough, had four days in New York City before she flew to Australia. When she walked into her apartment, she found Max perched over their stovetop, making her favorite matzo ball soup to the sound of their joint Spotify playlist. She started crying immediately. â[It] might not sound remarkable, but when I say the man doesnât cook, I truly mean the man simply does not cook. To me, it was the ultimate gesture of, âI see you. I love you,ââ she says. âTo me, proposing in our home we were sharing and building together, something sweet and genuine and just for us, was the most wonderful thing in the world. I couldnât have asked for anything more.â (Oh, and that matzo ball soup? Roman says it was perfect.)
They wed on September 8 at City Hall in New York City. Alison wore a two-piece silk set by Rosie Assoulin with puff sleeves and pearl buttons. She accented it with a pair of pearl Jimmy Choos and a light-pink pearl necklace from Rosie herself. âShe was wearing it and gave it to me during our final fitting after seeing the shoesâI thought she was kidding, but she wasnât,â Alison says of her something borrowed. Afterwards, their two families gathered in Alison and Maxâs hotel room at Nine Orchard for a quick cocktail hour, complete with wines from Alisonâs favorite wine shop, Discovery. (It was a more intimate space than theyâd intended: âI originally booked the room for the lush, vibey balcony. I thought, The balcony is the perfect place for a cocktail reception before dinnerâthe light will be simply perfect, the weather divine! I even went there one evening a few months before to make sure the light would be nice for photos, because I was a chill and relaxed bride,â she says, laughing. âAnyway, it rained almost the whole time we were there and we had to all hang out inside the hotel room.â
Then, it was off to Chef Gabrielle Hamiltonâs Prune for dinner. Alison admits she emailed Gabrielle to see if Prune was available even before Max proposed. âIt was the first step in everythingâand to me, the most important step. Itâs my favorite restaurant of all time, Gabrielle is my favorite chef, my favorite cook, my favorite writer,â she says. âWhen I think of Gabrielle herself cooking for us on our wedding weekend, I almost start to cry because I canât believe how lucky I am.â
On Saturday, September 9, the two exchanged vows at the famed Keenâs Steakhouse in Midtown Manhattan, another one of Alisonâs favorite restaurants. Originally, Alison thought she wanted to have a slinky, Carolyn Bessette-inspired dress. But, after a few fittings at Shareen Bridal, she went with a gown with a fitted corset top and flared, mermaid-style bottom, which she paired with a long, dramatic veil. âI ended up with a dress way more bride-bride than I thought Iâd be into, but reader: I loved bride-bride,â she says. Vogue photographer Hunter Abrams, a friend, connected her with Briony Raymond, who lent Alison classic diamond jewelry for the occasion. Max, meanwhile, wore a navy-and-black Gucci tuxedo.
After a coin toss, Max gave his vows first. âNot that it was a contest, but his vows were much better than mineâheâs an incredible writerâI cried through the whole thing,â Alison says. After she gave her own, their respective fathers and best friends stood up to give speeches. âWe told everyone to keep it under five minutesâ¦my dad went for 19. My brother timed it,â she says.
Then, it was time for the main attraction: dinner, planned with help from Melissa Sullivan of Studio Sully. Guests drank vodka from an ice luge shaped like Milton Glaserâs famous âI Love New Yorkâ logo, and heaped generous servings of prime rib and creamed spinach onto their plates. Moody florals from Fox Fodder Farm added to the ambiance.
For dessert, Alison and Max decided on a location change, heading to Temple Bar, the Art Deco-esque speakeasy in Noho known for its caviar bumps and martinis. The restaurant gave everyone cups of bodega coffee before they all joyfully crammed into a double-decker bus bound for downtown. In Temple Barâs famously dark room, the wedding party danced, scarfed hot dogs, and enjoyed tiramisu by Michelin-starred chef Fabián von Hauske. It was, in more ways than one, a quintessential New York nightâexactly as Alison and Max had intended. âWe are both so hopelessly in love with New York,â she says. (And, well, each other.)