Sunday, July 12, 2009

Sunday Supper!

When I was a little kid, I loved Sundays. That was the day when all my Italian family members would gather for a meal. Sometimes lunch, sometimes dinner but it always involved pasta and meat of some kind. I have such fond memories of the way the house smelled and I can still hear the way my Aunt Tootie laughed.

Then, there came a time when I hated Sundays. My parents were divorced when I was 9 and my mom had full custody of my sister and I, but we spent every other weekend with my dad. Those years were very hard. Without going into too much detail, l was miserable with my mom. I would literally count off the days, hours and minutes until the next time I would see my dad. I hated Sundays because that was the day that he would bring us back to mom's. Then, I would start the count down again.

As an adult, it got better but Sundays was still the day before going back to work....usually after a very fun and active weekend with friends. Not my favorite day by any stretch of the imagination.

Now, as a wife and mother...Sundays mean so much more. It's a day for God and family. I love to have Dan's parents over for dinner. I try to do this as often as I can because I want my kids to have good memories of Sundays. During the week, we often eat off of paper plates. This really cuts down on the dishes (we don't have a dishwasher).....but NOT on Sundays. On most Sundays, I bring out the good dishes and set the table as well as serve from the table.
Tonight, we had Crockpot Cubed Steaks, mashed potatoes, steamed carrots and biscuits. For dessert....fresh sliced peaches with ice cream. I got the recipe from The Flowering Dogwood.

Here's a picture of the prepared recipe from the blog:

And here a picture of what our supper looked like tonight:

How'd I do??? (Just so ya know, I didn't need that knife to cut the steaks....the fork worked just fine!).


scmom (Barbara) said...

I love that kind of meal on Sunday. Looks yummy!

Aussie Therese said...

the steak looks yummy. I bet your children will have fond memories of Sunday when they are older Nancy.

~ Judy ~ said... did great Nancy!
My childhood home also brings forth memories of savory Sunday scents, sports on the tv, and grand-parents, grown brothers and their families, and the drop-in friends for dinner...sometimes so many people that my mother would put a cloth over the ironing board for extras! We called it "the banquet table", ha ha.
So sorry that the interim years were not as joyful for you...but ever so thankful that the Lord has restored your love of Sundays through your wonderful husband and children!
Have you read "The Land without a Sunday" by Maria Trapp? (Did I tell you about that booklet already? If so...sorry...brain deficiency, ha ha) It REALLY gives much food for thought (no pun intended, ha ha)

Carrie said...

You are making me hungry! It looks perfect.

Elizabeth said...

Hi Nancy,
Looks yummy.