For most of my life Sunday mornings were spent in church with my grandmother followed by dinner at her house. One of my first memories is stepping out of my daddy's car and walking up the steps to her house.
There was always so much food. Grandmother and Mom cooked most everything. My sister and I learned to cook by helping them. I got to make the cornbread and Dawn got to mash the potatoes. When my daughter came along, she spent many Sunday mornings learning to cook too.
Dinner always consisted of a meat (usually meat loaf, a roast, or some kind of chicken), mashed potatoes, green beans, corn, macaroni and cheese, cornbread, and buttermilk biscuits. During the summer there would be a variety of fresh vegetables - fried okra was always a favorite.
We lost grandmother in 2007. I lost sight of the tradition for a while. I would cook for my family some, but not every week. When I found out my daughter was expecting, I knew I wanted to bring Sunday dinner back. I invited the kids and their spouses. Sometimes my brothers come with their families. And my Dad comes unless he's playing golf.
This past Sunday I made a roast along with grandmother's other usual assortment of sides. We had banana pudding for dessert at my daughter in law's request. One of my brothers does not like bananas and just like grandmother I made him cookie pudding, which is banana pudding sans the bananas.
I hope one day coming to Grandmama's house for dinner will be fond memories my grandson will treasure.
For most of my life Sunday mornings were spent in church with my grandmother followed by dinner at her house. One of my first memories is stepping out of my daddy's car and walking up the steps to her house.
There was always so much food. Grandmother and Mom cooked most everything. Occasionally one of my aunts would show up to help as well. My sister and I learned to cook as well. I got to make the cornbread and Dawn got to mash the potatoes.
Dinner always consisted of a meat (usually meat loaf, a roast, or some kind of chicken), mashed potatoes, green beans, corn, macaroni and cheese, cornbread, and buttermilk biscuits. During the summer there would be a variety of fresh vegetables - fried okra was always a favorite.
We lost grandmother back in 2007. I lost sight of the tradition for a while. I would cook for my family some, but not every week. When I found out my daughter was expecting, I knew I wanted to bring Sunday dinner back. I invited the kids and their spouses. Sometimes my brothers come with their families. And my Dad comes unless he's playing golf.
This past Sunday I made a roast along with grandmother's other usual assortment of sides. We had banana pudding for dessert at my daughter in law's request. One of my brothers does not like bananas and just like grandmother I made him cookie pudding, which is banana pudding sans the bananas.
I hope one day coming to Grandmama's house for dinner will be fond memories my grandson will treasure.
