Sundays With My Grandmother

When I was growing up, our extended family almost always ate dinner on Sundays with my Grandmother. This was a crowd that varied from 15 to 50 people. On any Sunday there were relatives or friends visiting from out of town, boyfriends or girlfriends of cousins, and just friends who had the luck to be invited to eat with us. Everyone brought food so there was enough to feed three times the number of persons present. Everyone took home leftovers for dinner the next day.

My favorite memory was going to mass at 6:30 am, then stopping at the bakery to buy small hard rolls for dinner. Then we would stop to deliver the rolls to my grandmother. She would be in the kitchen frying meatballs for our dinner (we always had meatballs and spaghetti. no matter what else was served). Of course, we would take one of the dinner rolls and she would put one of the meatballs, just out of the fryer, on it for our breakfast. It was too hot to eat right away, so we had the wonderful smell to savor until it was cool enough to eat. The remaining meatballs would be simmered in tomato sauce until dinner time around noon.

Leo Bevon

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