Sunday Dinner

Sunday Dinner was always after church

And more often than not

Mother (and Grandmother)

served either roast beef or fried chicken

Always eaten in the dining room

Always with a tablecloth and real napkins

And the good china and silver

And I loved mother's fried chicken

And with the chicken she would serve mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans (usually her home canned ones from that summer), hot rolls (brown and serve -- Mother was not a bread baker), and my other grandmother's coleslaw.

We always had dessert for Sunday, too.

Either a pie or cake

Last Sunday, I channeled my mother

and fixed

A traditional fried chicken dinner

Potatoes and gravy

Green beans

Alas, no rolls nor coleslaw nor dessert.

(We're trying to be good!)

But it wasn't just Sunday dinner

It was memories on a plate.

It's Sunday and I'm joining The Tablescaper for Seasonal Sunday.