A Family Affair Sunday Supper

Growing up, my Dad did a lot of the cooking when it came to Sunday Suppers. He was the one in charge of the Turkey for Thanksgiving or basting the chicken for our Sunday Feast. He made the mashed potatoes, and that man can make gravy from nothing. Mom was more in charge of the “mood” – setting the table just so, putting the little touches in place. When you walked into the room, it felt warm and inviting. I’m glad that they each did their roles so well because I can do both.

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