Sunday Brunch
Growing up, we had a Sunday Brunch around noon at my grandparents house. Good fresh bagels, rye bread, lox, cream cheese, whitefish salad, chopped liver, liverwurst, dry roasted sliced turkey, ham, several kinds of cheese all came from the small Jewish deli, as well as wonderfully crisp lettuce, tomatoes, onions, capers to top them with. Home made dishes included german potato salad (the best kind. Lots of pepper and bacon, mmm...) and cold cucumber salad. Everything was so good and fresh! It brings back wonderful memories of my childhood.
My question to you is: Did you have a Sunday Bruch? What foods graced your table?
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4 Comments:
Bialies, brought home still steaming, in a brown paper bag. Whipped butter (invented by a member of my family, a fact I love to bring up). Sunday comics. That's it.
Barbara Hanson at 12:04PM on 02/25/08
As a kid, I used to spend Saturday nights at my friend Andrea's house, and on Sunday mornings her nana would make the most delicious pancakes, with teeny bits of crumbled-up crispy bacon in them. Covered in maple syrup, they were the best!
CookiePie at 1:31PM on 02/25/08
Growing up, we had dinner at 2 on Sundays. Every Sunday. Without fail. We had Italian food, usually a macaroni dish with some type of meat. We rarely if ever strayed from that with chicken and potatoes but sometimes did for fear we'd all turn red from the tomatoes :*)
As we got older, we did that structured 2:00 p.m. dinner less and less frequently. On occasion, my brother and I might go into the next neighborhood, Borough Park, where there were great appetizing stores due to the huge Jewish community. We loved going there, it was like another world to us. We always stuck out like sore thumbs and it was EF Hutton when we walked in the door. Shopkeeps were always very nice to us, encouraging us to try something new. They made some of the best bagels and had the best lox. Some even had fresh cream cheese. OMG, Heaven.
chiff0nade at 1:50PM on 02/25/08
We would have never called it "brunch" in my house, but I guess that's what it was technically. Sunday's with my parents have always felt like incredibly lazy days and even now as an adult, depsite my loving to cook, I get sucked into the vortex of feeling lazy and hungry, but unwilling to cook a homemade meal. Enter: Northgate Market. I grew up in Southern California and have always lived near a Northgate Mexican market and next to their butcher counter is nothing but readily prepared, delicious Mexican food. On Sudays, my dad would load up on bolillos (a type of bread used for Mexican sandwiches called tortas), carnitas (a fried pork dish), crema, carne asada, refried beans, papas, fresh corn tortillas still warm from the bakery section of the store, queso fresco and everything needed to make guacamole and salsa- which kind of counts as cooking, right?. Once at home, the impressive spread was laid out on a kitchen counter and everyone was free to make themselves tacos or tortas. Now that I usually do all of the cooking, I don't really do the whole brunch thing, I'm more of a big Sunday dinner kind of gal and my dinner's usually consist of homemade bread, a roasted chicken, roasted potatoes a salad or other kinds of veggies. It's quite bland in comparison to my dad's Mexican-fast food version of a feast, but it does the job.
PumpkinBear at 5:33AM on 02/26/08