Sunday night. Growing up, Sunday night dinner was often a big deal. We often had something that took longer to cook than was possible on a week night, such as roast. In fact Mom and Dad had a roast cook off once. One Sunday was Mom's turn to cook, the next was Dad's. Then they asked BJ and I to vote for the best... how fair is that?
Anyway, tonight was our roast night. We got a roast from our farmer friends. Real fresh (then frozen) cow, from around the corner. A variety of fresh veggies were in the fridge - broccoli, cauliflower, asparagus, carrots and onions. I even called Dad and got the Yorkshire pudding recipe.
The food turned out delicious. We had a great feast.
just ignore all the smoke in the house.