It’s National Roast Day.
Almost every Sunday was roast day when I was a child. It was usually mutton but occasionally beef, put on to slow cook before we went to Sunday School and church.
Chicken was reserved for very special occasions like Christmas.
It would be accompanied by roast potatoes, boiled carrots and in winter swedes.
I loved it and enjoyed Monday’s lunch of cold meat sandwiches just as much.
How things have changed. I can remember roasting only once this year.
We have had plenty of meat but we generally barbeque or grill it and neither is on the menu today.
Dare I confess, more often than not, Sunday is meat-free unless we’ve got guests for a meal.