“Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.” 

Last night it finally rained. It also got really cool, down to the mid 60’s. I snuggled under the spread to keep warm. It was a wonderful feeling to be cold. This morning it has stayed in the 60’s. Right now it is 68°, but the high should be around 73° or 74°. The sun is wonderfully bright and is framed by a blue sky. Today is a lovely day.

I always think of Sundays as quiet days. That started when I was a kid. We had mass in the morning and a family dinner around 2 so we mostly hung around the house. I can still see my father sitting in the comfy chair by the picture window reading the paper. He always brought it home after mass. Every Sunday there was a small gray wooden wagon on the sidewalk below the church steps loaded with newspapers. It carried The Globe, The Herald and The Record American. A guy wearing a canvas change belt sold the Sunday papers. My father always bought The Record American, a bit of a tabloid. I only read the funnies.

My favorite Sunday dinner was roast beef with gravy, mashed potatoes and a veggie or two, maybe peas and carrots. My mother used to cook the roast with sliced onions on the top for added flavor. I always snatched one before the roast was sliced. I do the same thing with the onions if I cook roast beef. The only difference is I get to eat all the onions.

My father loved homegrown tomatoes. He’d slice one, put it on a plate then add a huge dollop, even a bit of a hill, of mayo for spreading on the slices. If I were visiting for the weekend, I’d surprise him with tomatoes from a local stand in front of someone’s house. He’d always bring the plate into the living room and watch TV while munching. He did love his snacks.

I have no plans for today, but my dance card is filled for the rest of the week. I have uke practice, a lesson and three shows. The music for the week is The Beach Boys.

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4 Comments on ““Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.” ”

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today will be a repeat of yesterday’s weather but a couple of degrees hotter.

    Sunday morning always was my father’s time to spend a long time on the porcelain throne. He would take his cigarettes, lighter, and the entire Sunday paper into the bathroom. Sometimes I think it was a way to get away from the rest of the family and get some peace and quiet. 🙂

    Sunday evenings we usually went out to dinner. In the 1950s Dallas was a culinary wasteland of steakhouses, barbecue joints, fried chicken joints, and Mexican restaurants. There were a few Italian restaurants and a few Chinese restaurants. Coming from New York City, we discovered these few islands of international cuisine. My favorite dish at the Italian restaurant, was spaghetti a la Parmigiana. Recently, my better half tried to reproduce the dish and I discovered it was much better in nostalgia. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      I’m wearing a long sleeve shirt and light socks. It is a cool day and will be an even cooler night. Today is a bit of a surprise. The heat will be back, 80° tomorrow. I’ll relish today!

      My father always loved reading the paper. After he retired, he’d sit on the front steps with the paper, his coffee and his cigarettes. Everyone driving by waved. My mother said he knew everyone in the neighborhood.

      We didn’t out to dinner often, but during my father’s vacation we went out a couple of times. The favorite spot was in the next town over, a place called Kitty’s. It was Italian and all the food was delicious. The plates were heaped with food We’d sometimes have Chinese from The China Moon. It too had great food.

      The cape finally has a variety of cuisines. It used to be seafood and burgers. Now I can find food from all over the world. I like to vary my restaurants, but I do have a favorite seafood spot!

      • Bob Says:

        Living on Cape Cod, I would eat a seafood diet. I could eat mussels and clams one night. Then, Lobster the next night. Followed by a fish dish the next night, and they start the entire cycle again. Between, steamed, fried, baked, and grilled, I would never tire of seafood. It could be prepared Italian style, then Chinese style, then Greek style, and just an endless supply of seafood. 🙂

      • katry Says:

        I do have favorite seafood restaurants. One of my favorite places is right beside the harbour channel. The seagulls try to stay close hoping to get a tidbit. There is another one where boats can tie up to get dinner. You could eat a hue variety and never get tired of seafood!

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