Whenever we go out for a nice steak dinner, which is not that often, I debate about whether I should have a good steak (why I went) or a nice prime rib dinner. I’ve really grown up with the tradition of a good roast beef dinner.

Most Saturday mornings, as a kid, I awoke to my Mom in the kitchen making two pies. Usually one was lemon meringue and the other apple – most of the time. Two pies of course for Sunday dinner! And Sunday dinner was usually roasted potatoes, carrots, roast beef, HORSERADISH! and yorkshire pudding.

For most of the first 20 years of our marriage we did the same. It was a tradition! Not a bad tradition either. And of course many, many of those meals had company I think that makes the meal taste even better!

And of course if you have HORSERADISH all the better.

I say all this because I made a comment about a roast beef dinner at a CIVIDA board meeting and the fellow sitting beside me asked me some questions about my comment. I gave him a little of my personal history, but brought in the fact that Sunday used to be about church, roast beef and a nap.

We talked about how Sunday has changed and we wondered about how having the city pause for a bit benefited everyone. It gave the people of a community a chance to pause. Now of course this is my own opinion, but the conversation around the table seemed to bring some agreement that we have gone from a rhythm to constant noise.

But of course I was writing about food, so let just say that while we don’t do roast beef at lunch every Sunday we now have the wonderful rhythm of family dinner, and sometimes we DO have roast beef and HORSERADISH!