|Sunday Evening Tea|
A number of years ago, I took to making our "Sunday Dinner" on Saturday. This makes so much more sense to me. I make a menu plan once a month and try to plan meals according to what we have on hand. Our Saturday dinner usually revolves around a roast a chicken or a ham. I make rolls on Saturday, so we can enjoy them hot out of the oven with our "Saturday Dinner", but I also make extra so that I can heat them up to go with soup on Sunday. Usually, I make a double batch of roll dough, so that not only do we have rolls with dinner on Saturday and Sunday, but also Cinnamon Rolls on Sunday morning. Rolls are quick and easy and don't require a lot of effort, but they are well worth the effort they do require.
Sunday has become our "Soup Day". I use leftovers from the day before, cut it up and make soup. After a roast dinner, we have Beef and Barley or Beef and Cabbage soup. After a Roast Chicken dinner, it is Chicken Rice & Dumpling soup or Chicken Noodle. When we have a ham, our favorite soup is Ham and Black Eyed Pea soup. Occasionally we have Minestrone, Potato or French Onion soup. Soup takes little time and can easily be stretched to feed a crowd when you have the unexpected joy of practicing hospitality.
Our Sunday meal is usually eaten early in the day, so about five in the evening or so, we all begin to feel a little peckish. Rather than making another meal, we fill this void with Afternoon Tea.
As most of you know, Sir Knight and I have tea every afternoon when he gets home from work, but Sunday Tea takes on a different flavor. Our usual afternoon tea consists of tea only, or tea and cookies. But Sunday Tea is a little more substantial. Crackers and cheese, French bread and cheese or our favorite, Welsh Rarebit (which, for those of you who don't know, is essentially toast and cheese). Yes, we do go through a lot of cheese (you can see why I miss my cow!). We accompany our main dish with cookies or scones or muffins - whatever I happen to have on hand.
My work load on Sunday is greatly relaxed. I look forward all week to snuggling next to the fire with a good book or looking through magazines that I never seem to have the time to pick up during the week. I don't vacuum, sweep or do laundry. By Monday morning, my house looks like a hurricane went through, but I don't care. My Sundays are God's gift to me - and I like it that way!