Sunday Dinner
Sunday Dinner
Sunday dinner has been a tradition in our family for as long as I can remember. It’s a day where family and friends reconnect, catch up and bring generations together. When our family gathers, our guest includes babies, teenagers, young adults, middle-age, and senior citizens. When I was a young girl, I remember spending the summer at grandmas’ house. On Saturday morning, grandma would wake us up at the crack of dawn for breakfast because we had along day ahead of us this would be the day that we would plan our menu and do our shopping. My grandparents mostly grew their own vegetables; they also raised a few hogs and chickens. What we didn’t have we would spend all day Saturday shopping and preparing our menu for Sunday dinner. After an all day outing, we would help grandma cut up greens, shell peas or beans if needed. When preparing and cooking Sunday dinner, the women would be in the kitchen lending a helping hand doing something and the men would be in charge of churning the homemade ice cream or tending to the grill if any meat needed to be grilled. Our family is from the Louisiana, South Georgia, and North Florida area. We believe in cooking everything from scratch and enough to feed an army. The women young and old would work well into the night prepping food for the next day. On Sunday morning, grandma would wake us up with the crowing chicken so that we could take baths and have breakfast before attending church. While eating breakfast, she would be finishing up the Sunday dinner which she had already started the night before. The air was filled with the aroma of greens, roast beef, cakes, etc... I don’t know if any of you ever seen the movie Soul Food but grandma would lay a spread out to feed a king. Church, if you know anyone from the south you know that it’s a must you must attend church every Sunday and bible study on Wednesday. We southerners have a pretty long service, some Sundays longer than others, but we enjoy
Sunday dinner has been a tradition in our family for as long as I can remember. It’s a day where family and friends reconnect, catch up and bring generations together. When our family gathers, our guest includes babies, teenagers, young adults, middle-age, and senior citizens. When I was a young girl, I remember spending the summer at grandmas’ house. On Saturday morning, grandma would wake us up at the crack of dawn for breakfast because we had along day ahead of us this would be the day that we would plan our menu and do our shopping. My grandparents mostly grew their own vegetables; they also raised a few hogs and chickens. What we didn’t have we would spend all day Saturday shopping and preparing our menu for Sunday dinner. After an all day outing, we would help grandma cut up greens, shell peas or beans if needed. When preparing and cooking Sunday dinner, the women would be in the kitchen lending a helping hand doing something and the men would be in charge of churning the homemade ice cream or tending to the grill if any meat needed to be grilled. Our family is from the Louisiana, South Georgia, and North Florida area. We believe in cooking everything from scratch and enough to feed an army. The women young and old would work well into the night prepping food for the next day. On Sunday morning, grandma would wake us up with the crowing chicken so that we could take baths and have breakfast before attending church. While eating breakfast, she would be finishing up the Sunday dinner which she had already started the night before. The air was filled with the aroma of greens, roast beef, cakes, etc... I don’t know if any of you ever seen the movie Soul Food but grandma would lay a spread out to feed a king. Church, if you know anyone from the south you know that it’s a must you must attend church every Sunday and bible study on Wednesday. We southerners have a pretty long service, some Sundays longer than others, but we enjoy