This week, my MIL and I were discussing Sunday dinners from our childhood. She shared that she and her siblings would travel with her mother to her maternal grandmother's house on Sundays for dinner and piano, ballet, and swimming lessons.
She also mentioned the good food - fried chicken and peach cobbler. Yum!
When I was a kid, my grandmother would also hold a Sunday dinner. However, ours was more likely to be spaghetti and meatballs. Grandma would also add a salad made with green peppers and iceberg lettuce or my personal favorite...wilted lettuce made with sugar, bacon grease, and vinegar. Artery clogger!
And during the summer, my mother would sometimes contribute with a peach cobbler.
So, today, in honor of our childhood Sunday dinners I'm making peach cobbler.
(Please note that I'm leaving off the fried chicken and adding a twist to my own Sunday dinner...cedar-plank salmon on the grill. )
My house is warm from the oven and smells like cinnamon and peaches. I'm not sure I will be able to hold off on eating this before dessert time.
Update - I already dipped into the cobbler. Awesome!
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