Southern Sundays..
Growing up in the South, our Sundays were special..
first Sunday school, followed by church service..
and then, Sunday Dinner.
Most times the meal was fairly simple, consisting of Mom's delicious Fried Chicken,
Potato Salad,
fresh from the garden peas, snap beans or butter-beans and hot cornbread,
sliced tomatoes and cucumbers..
milk or Iced Tea,,
sometimes there was a cake,
but most often, a simple Pineapple Upside Down cake..
and ALWAYS a banana pudding made by Daddy.
After dinner was done,
the kitchen was cleared, dishes washed and put away..
Back when we kids were younger, Sundays were for taking a drive..
we'd all pile into the old 56 Ford station wagon..
and off we'd go..
no set agenda..just a relaxing Sunday drive..
either to my grandmother's about two hours away..
Or maybe to the river for a bit of bank fishing..
or maybe just to ride around and look at a new development.
depending on the seasonal displays....
and we would ALWAYS stop for an icy cold soda pop
at the SERVICE Station.
the attendant would check the tires,
clean the windows,
open the hood to check the oil...
while pumping the gas!.
It was about family..
and being together..
laughing..
listening, sharing..
and REALLY talking..
the radio was playing softly..
but not blaring..
and each could..
and would contribute to the conversation.
just the six of us..
embraced by love..
rolling down the highway..
making memories..
on a warm Sunday afternoon..
I miss those beautiful times..
where life moved a bit slower..
and values were more precious..
Don't you?
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Oh what memories you brought for me today! I grew up on that same meal. Daddy always made the "tater' salad while mom fried the chicken. Family drives were always such fun, exploring new places or visiting friends and family. Our pop of choice was always a co-cola and it had to be ice cold. Thanks for making my Sunday morning, one full of memories.
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Wonderful description of how we spent our Sundays back then! This is almost just like it was for us, except we didn't do all that much riding around. I love that your Daddy cooked the banana pudding! My Dad could cook, too. Daddy's thing was to invite some family to come home with us from church for lunch!!! He loved to do that and there was always plenty to eat. We visited until time for the evening worship service.
ReplyDeleteI still eat Sunday dinners like that. Cook 'em all the time. You forgot the Fried Okra. :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful memories... Thank you for sharing!
That all looks so good!
ReplyDeleteSame memories here, but our stops were for root beer floats or snowcones. The repeal of blue laws hurt "family time" on Sunday afternoon.
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking me down memory lane too. My folks used to drive us down the Tamiami Trail to a little dairy farm and get fresh ice cream and a YooHoo or we'd go to the beach for the whole day long when I was very young.
ReplyDeleteThese days, Sunday dinner is made more special by inviting guests to share it with us!
Yum! I make a pineapple upside down cake every year for my husband's birthday, and banana pudding is one of my very favorite desserts. What does it say about me that I'm focused solely on the Sunday sweets?
ReplyDeleteHello Loui, Thanks for becoming a follower. I sure enjoyed your Southern Summer Sundays post. I grew up on Vancouver Island in the Pacific Northwest and can really identify with many of the things in your post. It seems so familiar - except for the fried chicken - we often had roast chicken or ham. We were a family of 6 as well and the treat was to be the child whose turn it was to sit in the middle of the front seat between Mom and Dad. Sunshine Always - Sheila
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