Sunday Dinner

So forever I've been wanting to start a blog.  So here it is.  While I don't expect most of my posts to be about food, it's one of my favorite things and it's a wonder that I am not one of those 600lb people that needs to be lifted out of their house with a crane. Ok, there will be a lot about food.  Some about books, some about the strange crap that happens in my world, but a lot about food.

Today is Sunday.  For as long as I can remember Sunday dinner has been a staple in my family.  Yes, I'm talking the kind of dinner where everybody gathers at my mothers house, we all talk over each other, my brothers and hubby take over the "big" tv for watching sports, the kids play and run through the house, and the women share a bottle of wine and laugh until we cry. 

I now live 1400 miles away from my family that I spent so many Sunday dinners with. It is so far away in fact, that when we moved my mother, my aunt, and my brother all made the drive with us...but that's a story for another time.  This does not change how I feel about the tradition.  Usually on Sunday evening I make some sort of a dinner.  It usally involves some sort of meat and potato offering...today is no different.

I found yet another pot roast recipe on Taste of Home and the veggies came from How Sweet It Is.  My hubby says that dinner is more about me taking pictures of my food (let's admit it looks good), and less about feeding the family.  That is totally not true.  However, I will say that I am ok with holding up dinner until I get the good picture.

Now that dinner has been made, served, and devoured, the only that that was missing is some sort of fantastic dessert like canoli. Since I don't have a fanatastic dessert, I will have a glass of wine while I wait for the Sunday call from my mother, where we will compare what we made.