SMELLS LIKE SUNDAY
Lately, I've been reminiscing about how food has played such an imporant part of my life and legacy. Take Roast, potatoes and carrots! Doesn't that just say Sunday Dinner? Growing up in a Christian family, we were in Church every Sunday. Mother would put a roast, carrots and potates in the oven and when church was over and we came home and opened the door......"It smelled like Sunday". I carried on the tradition as we raised our children in church too. In fact since my dearest was the Pastor, we usually lived right next door to the church. So when church was over and the kitchen door was open....It did in fact smell like Sunday. I think there are many many families that had that tradition, and I wonder how many have continued to pass it down. Another wonderful memory I have is my mom's Banana Cake. I love to make banana bread and do if often, but its not at all like Mom's banana cake. It was two layers, rather firm not fluffy....