Sunday Dinner

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What is your idea of the "perfect" sunday afternoon/evening.
Mine is spending it the way my family always has. that would be church (scary i know, and i skipped that this morning) relaxing, reorganizing for the week and traditional italian dinner.
and im bored waiting for the sauce to finish
 
Hm. Spending it with my family, too. As a matter of fact Sunday is family day in our house. We can spend it with another person, as long as we do it together. One of our favorite things to do is go up to Multnomah Falls, or going to the river to swim. It's also a great time to do the kind of chores that get put off.
 
Depends on the time of year. Like today, we had playoffs for the summer league.. (2nd place, we rock! last year we didn't make it past the 1/4 finals..) and we finished it up with a cookout in the rain. Which is a typical sunday evening cookout for this place in the summer.

But in the winter..

Since my dad is a deacon at our church, Sunday was always nummy soup days. My mum is a great cook, and she used to make bread bowls and soup on saturdays (her veggie soup is to die for) and then put the soup in a pot before we left for church on the stove and the bowls in the over the pilot light. When we got home at one ish in the afternoon it was wonderful.

She still does it even though we've all moved out cause we're a pretty close family for the most part and it seems like there's always someone home on a sunday! And there's always strays that they pick up at church and take them home for dinner.
 
Kajira Callista said:
lol you would need to ask the people i cook for i suppose.

How many types of cheese, meat, and noodles do you use for lasagne?
 
cheese: mozzarella, ricotta 1 raw egg salt pepper and parsely mixed in, pecorino romano
meat: hot and sweet italian sausage, meatballs, and whatever else you like
andddddddddddd only one kind of pasta silly :p
 
When we lived in Italy (Vicenza) in the early '60s, we made friends with a number of Italian families. One wife was a very good cook. Her lasagna recipe called for three types of noodles - egg noodle, spinach noodle, and I can't recall the third; five meats - three types of sausage, I think, and 2 ground meats (pork and ??); and seven cheeses - durned if I know which ones. It was bloody awesome!

I do remember that there were seven layers of noodles, and mixed parmesan and romano grated on top about 3-5 minutes before it came out of the oven. It was about 4 inches tall, and a 4-inch by 4-inch piece was as much as about any one person could eat at a sitting (with the side dishes, of course, including the sweetest panettini you ever tasted)! I always wanted to ask for a doggie bag ;)

She also made a wonderful ravioli in brodo - I could have made a meal on that on any cold day. I still could, come to think of it.
 
they dont have the cheeses here that they have in italy...and if they do you have to sell your house to buy them so...i make due with what is avalible to me.
 
Kajira Callista said:
they dont have the cheeses here that they have in italy...and if they do you have to sell your house to buy them so...i make due with what is avalible to me.

Yours sounds better than any I've had in more than 40 years. I'd love to have a good home-cooked lasagna again, some time before I shuffle off this mortal coil.
 
sir_Winston54 said:
Yours sounds better than any I've had in more than 40 years. I'd love to have a good home-cooked lasagna again, some time before I shuffle off this mortal coil.
i will email you some next time i make it. :p
 
Sunday afternoon? It used to be a nice time of the week.

During the spring months, leaving the windows open and turning on the exhaust fan so I can smell the freshly mowed grass. Looking for some old movie on TBN or WGN to relax with.

During the summer months, got the air on and debating on if I want to go out into the steamy hot son of the day. Damn yard needs mowing, but it's so damn HOT outside.

During the fall months, I like to make chili, and things like that, on the cool rainy fall days. I also like to go out onto the patio and sit, and just listen to it rain. A cool breeze is blowing, and it's just perfect, as long as I stay dry.

During the winter months? Relaxing and cooking something BBQ, or maybe order some pizza to eat while watching the football game...

BUT, times are subject to change. Now, I have to work on weekends, and my whole idea of a relaxing Sunday afternoon is shot...(should I say it?)...

to HELL !

But, some lasagna sure sounds good.
 
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unca rosco skips mass and shows up at kc's tenement looking for sunday supper.

boots up on the table cloth


what the fuck are YOU looking at?????
 
rosco rathbone said:
unca rosco skips mass and shows up at kc's tenement looking for sunday supper.

boots up on the table cloth


what the fuck are YOU looking at?????
sets a place for uncle rosco and runs off to the kitchen to get him his dinner
(i live in a tenament? :confused: )
 
Kajira Callista said:
(i live in a tenament? :confused: )
Isn't that the type of dwelling all of you Boston-ian ( where they're called brownstones)and New York-ian types live in?

You know, it's upper crust terminology (not really). Well, if you live in the city, that is.:eek:
 
DVS said:
Isn't that the type of dwelling all of you Boston-ian ( where they're called brownstones)and New York-ian types live in?

You know, it's upper crust terminology. Well, if you live in the city, that is.
its an apartment building DVS....we dont have those in the woods.
 
Kajira Callista said:
its an apartment building DVS....we dont have those in the woods.
I would guess there's a few ants, and bees and all sorts of other common living creatures out there in those woods that would say they live that way.
 
shut up all of you. I'm hongry.

tickles the girl children as they gather about giggling. tell us a story unca!!!

hush now girlies and gather round my knee.


once upon a time there were two little girls. one was verrrrrry good and always did as she was told. the other one was verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry baaaaaad..........

more wine, woman. I'm trying to tell a tale here.
 
rosco rathbone said:
shut up all of you. I'm hongry.

tickles the girl children as they gather about giggling. tell us a story unca!!!

hush now girlies and gather round my knee.


once upon a time there were two little girls. one was verrrrrry good and always did as she was told. the other one was verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry baaaaaad..........

more wine, woman. I'm trying to tell a tale here.
pours the wine and listens to uncle roscos tale
 
I got this in the mail...it kinda fit :)


ITALIANS
Italians have a $40,000 kitchen, but use the $179 stove from American Appliance in the basement to cook.

Wonder Bread was for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches only.

There is some sort of religious statue in the hallway, living
room, front porch and backyard.

The living room is filled with old Bombonieri (they are too pretty
to open) with poofy net bows and stale Almonds.

A portrait of the Pope and Frank Sinatra are in the dining room.

God forbid if anyone EVER attempted to eat Chef Boy-Are-Dee,
Franco American, Ragu, Prego or anything else in a jar or can. (Tomato paste is the exception.)

The following are Italian Holidays:

First weekend in October - Grapes for the Wine

3rd weekend in August - Tomatoes for the Gravy

(Speaking of which, it's GRAVY and not Sauce).

Meatballs are made with Pork, Veal and Beef. We are Italians,we
don't care about cholesterol.

Turkey is served on Thanksgiving, AFTER the manicotti,
gnocchi, lasagna.

If anyone EVER says ES-CAROLE, slap 'em in the face -- it's S'CAROLE.

If they ever say ITALIAN WEDDING SOUP, let the idiot know that there is no wedding nor is there an Italian in the soup. Also, the tiny meatballs must be made by hand.

No matter how hard you know you were going to get smacked, you still came home from church after communion, you stuck half a loaf of bread in the gravy pot, snuck out a fried meatball and chow'd down - you'll make up for it next week at confession.

Sunday dinner was at 2:00. The meal went like this ... Table is
set with everyday dishes... doesn't matter if they d on't match ... they're clean, what more do you want. All the utensils go on the right side of the plate and the napkin goes on the left. Put a clean kitchen towel at Nonna & Papa's plates because they won't use napkins. Homemade wine and bottles of 7up are on the table.

First course, Antipasto ... change plates.
Next, Macaroni (Nonna called all spaghetti Macaroni) ... change plates.
After that, Roasted Meats, Roasted Potatoes, Overcooked
vegetables...change plates.

THEN and only then (NEVER AT THE BEGINNING OF THE MEAL) would you eat the salad (HOMEMADE OIL &VINEGAR DRESSING ONLY)... change plates.

Next, Fruit & Nuts - in the shell (on paper plates because you ran
out of the other ones).

Coffee (Espresso for Nonna, "Merican" coffee for the rest) with Anisette (Hard Cookies to dip in the coffee).

The kids go play ... the men go to lay down ... the women clean the kitchen.

Getting screamed at by Mom or Nonna - half the sentence was English, the other half Italian.

Italian mothers never threw a baseball in their life, but can nail
you in the head with a shoe thrown from the kitchen while you're in the living room.

Prom Dress that Zia Ceserina made you ... $20.00 for material.
Prom hair-do from Cousin Angela ... $Free. Turning around at prom to see your entire family (including Godparents) standing in the back of the gym ...
PRICELESS!

True Italians will love this, those of you married to Italians will
understand this, and those of you who are friends with Italians will remember and will forward it to their Italian friends.
 
Growing up in a city where the population was 60% Italian I remember it all very well kc.

Thanks
 
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