All are invited to Grandma's house to dine like kings!
She cooked it all and everything!
Granny's banquet was being prepared before high noon! One should never arrive too soon or even worse too late.Rest assured, no one would shed a tear for a late attendee's food-less plate! Tender Collard Greens being courted exclusively by smoked ham hocks in a rather large old pot. Slow simmered to perfection and seasoned at her discretion. Two oven roasted Hens, share a pan all crispy golden and tan. A casserole dish still steaming hot.... Damn that macaroni and cheese....I love it and I mean a lot!
Sweet corn on the cob sweating all that butter. Candied yams swimming in sweet sticky goodness. This is too much for one plate to handle. Some red-rice and some black-eyed peas to make it nice! A delicious, giblet gravy to drown all manner of morsels like the fossils of La Brea Tar pit.
Please no more food! This must be it! Grandma I surrender this palate has reached its maximum intake! And then finally it arrives.... A dessert tray displaying a rainbow of cakes. But the one that placed my attention into a full nelson was that Red Velvet Cake! All the neighbors came as the EMS carted me off on a gurney. As I lie there looking up at the bewildered with gravy all about my cheeks. I gasped for breath while belching out...."Please Grandma save me a seat because I will be back next week!"
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SUNDAY DINNER
HumorAn ode to eating a little too much Sunday dinner and at Grandma's house.