The Sunday roast was very much the thing when I was going up.
A long-standing tradition that very seldom varied in any way.
Fast forward to me having my own home, a DH from another country, and the DC's.
I honestly can't remember the last time I prepared a roast of beef with all the standard accompaniments.
These days everyone wants to eat light, fresh meals, lots of diverse salads, vegetables, very little meat, potatoes are not often on the menu.
In my memory I think back to my mum giving me, after the roast was done, a slice of bread, oven fried in the glistening dark brown drippings from the roasting pan, and my stomach now heaves with the thought of the grease!
However back then it was considered a treat, much anticipated.
It's really quite lovely to know that there are still so many who abide by the old tradition of a roast of beef on a Sunday.