sunday roast....always

we always used to have a roast of some kind

on Sunday when I was growing up

it was a pork roast

or a beef roast

or a chicken

 always came with

roast potatoes

peas and carrots and green beans

gravy but not from a can or a packet

real gravy made from the juices of whatever had cooked

I had to peel the potatoes and carrots

when I had had a few cooking lessons

at home and at school

I made the

Yorkshire Pudding

it has good memories

when I got much older

my parents got into the habit of going to the pub

close to the Castle

of the Windsor kind!!

we would walk up and sit and have a

don't remember what my father drank

my mother would have a Campari and soda

a friend from Kenya lived with us when my sister left

and he would have beer or a whiskey

when I was of age

I had a shandy

beer and English lemonade mixed together

English lemonade is kinda like 7-up

we'd eat a sausage

"banger"

that had been cooked in the pub's oven and I could have had

those for lunch quite happily

nothing like a good old English banger!!

after all the drinking and eating

we'd walk back home and sit down and eat the roast

the potatoes the veggies

and that delectable

Yorkshire Pudding.....

I didn't make it for a long time after I came here

first of all no one knew what it was

I didn't have my own kitchen till I got married

and I had kind of forgotten about it

even though I did miss the feeling of the

Sunday Lunch

when I had kids of my own and we moved here and things got settled

I started making

Sunday Roasts

beef

pork

chicken

with roast potatoes

carrots peas and green beans

and

Yorkshire Pudding

my boys liked it very much

they ate what they liked

I never ever forced them to eat something they didn't like

why have a gagging child to spoil a meal

I mean really!!!!

so I continued the tradition of

Sunday Lunch

and one day my youngest asked me

Mother

may I ask you a question

Yes child I answered

what is it that you wish to know

Mother

why do we always have roast on Sundays

could you find it in your heart to give us

.....

oh I don't know

........

SPAGHETTI!!!!

each time he comes to visit us

he calls and says

Ma.....s'me

don't care what you cook

but whatever it is

would you

could you

pretty please

make some

Yorkshire Pud.......

one day I will

I will I swear

make him spaghetti and Yorkshire Pud......

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