Sunday Dinner
Sunday dinner, the expression twirls around my mind with memories; mingled with fancy dresses that hid crinolines. Mary Jane’s and cuffed white nylon socks decorated our feet. After Sunday Mass, we returned home with jelly donuts and a thick Daily News. Later in the day, some of us watched football while the others played tag outdoors. Dinner was late afternoon. A wooden ironing board placed across two chairs provided additional seating when we had guests. The guests were family who traveled the 40 minutes from the Bronx to Long Island for roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.
More recently, Sunday dinner triggers thoughts of Tony Soprano and Sunday gravy. I have the Soprano’s cook book and have made many of the recipes. Some of you may recall my post, The Not Really Italian Bolognese Sauce.
The new movie, The Many Saints of Newark will be released this October. The young Tony Soprano is played by Michael Gandolfini, James Gandolfini son. Michael is twenty-two years old and I’m looking forward to the movie. David Chase lamented when interviewed on CBS Sunday that people are not tired of this story!
This Sunday I made Ziti al Forno (Baked Ziti with Little Meatballs). Vegetable Lasagna and Caesar Salad. Unfortunately, I forgot to take pictures of the guests seated around the table enjoying the food. We had a great time.
I miss Sunday dinners. Do you?
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claudiajustsaying 
Yes. Very much. I miss ours with my parents, sister, brother and friends.
Now I miss them with my own family.
Great memories.
I hope one day they will make their own memories in a similar way.
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Margaret, My hope as well. Memories to keep us company as we age. Be Well, Claudia
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Those meatballs are to dance for! Jitter bug to be exact. I take my hat off and bow to the chef in the pictures that made them! Great Job Chef Bob!! Or is that Mr. Wonderful!! Either or, an amazing job!!
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Marshall, Love your comment. Yes that is the one and only Mr. Wonderful
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Made me think of long ago Sunday dinners at my house. My mom was a great cook and my grandfather who was a widower, always joined us. Eventually my mom convinced him to move in with us. Sunday dinner was always in the dining room with the good dishes and a cloth table. Wonderful memories.
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Nancy,
Thanks for sharing. Yes a cloth tablecloth, still my favorite. Claudia
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EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!
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Our Sunday dinner was fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob and green beans. Can you tell I’m from the south….biscuits and apple pie were on the menu too.
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Sounds delicious!
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Sunday dinners are alive and well in my family-keeping up the tradition as best I can!
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. . . just saying, I’m jealous!
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Sunday dinner, this brings back a host of memories! Although my family has scattered and the pandemic has made entertaining friends more difficult, I still try to create something a little more ‘special’ on Sundays.
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Me too, yes “something more special” captures the feeling, Anne. Thanks for commenting. Claudia
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So similar to the Sunday dinners at our house. Always guests, a delicious meal served around 3 pm, a snack served on TV trays in front of The Wonderful World of Disney in the evening.
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Nancy, Great memory, thanks for commenting.
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