Sunday. Hands down, favorite day of the week. If I'm not showing houses or holding an open house, it's the one day of the week we can lounge in bed, enjoy an extra cup of coffee, an unhurried breakfast, and not feel guilty. Weekends are typically busy Realtor days, so if I have a free Sunday I make the most of it. From the moment I wake til I tuck back into bed, my goal is to squeeze every minute out of a Sunday.
For some folks, Sunday brunch hits all the right foodie buttons. Bloody Mary's, bottomless glasses of champagne, saucy Eggs Benedict, and endless hotel tables piled high with too much food. I love a well laid out brunch too, it's a fun way to gather friends and family. But for me, the planning and cooking of Sunday Dinner is the opportunity to cook with love for the ones you love. It hits all the homey pleasure points that Cancerians (like me) hold near and dear. If your sun sign is Cancer or you know someone who is, chances are you know what I'm talking about. We revere home, hearth, and family above all else. OK, yes, money is right up there, but only because it wraps us up in a nice cozy blanket of security.
Sunday Dinner is about comfort food. Food that brings back memories of family gatherings with friends and loved ones. It's recreating the feelings of long ago Sunday dinners spent on my grandparents farm in rural New Mexico where my brother, sister and I spent several incredible summers when we were kids. Prepared in their country kitchen, Sunday dinner was a big affair with 2-3 kinds of meat, vegetables from the garden, breads, and dessert. And no meal was ever served without sweet tea, gallons of the stuff. I think they had 50 gallon barrels of sweet tea stockpiled in the barn in case of an unforeseen world catastrophe. One should be prepared....
After morning chores, we would put on our Sunday best then head to church. When we returned, often with the preacher in tow, the house would be filled with aromas of the roast grandma had put in the oven before we left. After squirming through a long sermon, sitting on hard wooden pews, in a stifling hot church, the smells coming from the kitchen made the long wait for supper seem particularly cruel. Our grandparents raised cattle, hogs, and chickens, vegetables were grown in their massive garden. They always had a milking cow, so there was fresh cream, butter, and milk. I didn't appreciate it then, but I now realize how lucky we were to have experienced life on the farm.
Sunday dinners are a little different now. Yoga and long walks are my church of choice, and we don't have easy access to fresh ingredients from the farm. But the joy that Bossy and I get when we plan and cook dinner for family and friends is just as special.
We made meatballs with creamy polenta and marinara recently and I'd put this dish up against any Sunday contender. A side of sauteed greens or a salad and you're done. The meatballs were tender and succulent with a little crunch from being rolled in bread crumbs before sauteing. We made a large batch and froze half, so we have an easy meal in our future.
Pop open a nice bottle of Chianti and give these meatballs a try the next time you want to show some love for your Sunday meal, I guarantee it'll help you forget the next day is Monday!
This recipe is from 'Autentico - Cooking Italian, the Authentic Way' by Rolando Beramendi
Meatloaf and Meatballs: Il Polpettone E Le Polpette
This recipe makes either one large meatloaf (Il Polpettone) or 16 meatballs (Polpettine) the size of ping-pong balls.
Click the link below for a printable pdf recipe:
We hope you love your Sundays and enjoy cooking for friends and family on these special days as Bossy and I do. But if you would like to spend the day shopping for houses or are thinking of selling your home, I can help with that too! Give me a call, send a text or email, I am available and ready to assist in all of your Real Estate needs.
HAPPY EATING!
Becky Goldsmith, Broker, GRI, CNE, SRES
Becky@beckygoldsmith.com
720-979-3184
Equity Colorado Real Estate
