Sunday Lunch

Why? Why is there even such a thing as Sunday Lunch!?

Can someone with a clear mind tell me why people over eat on a Sunday afternoon. I, personally, hate it. Why? Because you get this rainbow plate of food stacked up the ceiling all mixing (note keyword = mixing) into a huge pile of slushy nonsensical rubbish.

During normal days, one would eat normal foods, such as spaghetti or egg and so forth and so forth. But on Sundays you eat Vegetables (which I usually like, but on a scaled manner) and a large chunk of roasted or stewed meat and a wide array of rice and an extremely exaggerated desert (if you are having desert).

All that rubbish is enough to give you a heart attack. It makes me wonder why there are still people who go through all that trouble to cook on a Sunday.

To be fair, though, Sundays are extremely boring. The poor housewives must have something to do.

I know I didn’t really present a real argument, but my fury towards Sunday Lunches are just so overwhelming, that I am disabled to think clearly.

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3 comments

Anne Dawson:
 1 

Here in England Traditional Sunday dinner consisted of roasted meat, vegetables and roast potatoes with stuffing. We used to have this every Sunday without fail, it was a beautiful tradition, one that has died now because most stupid, ignorant people nowadays cant even cook a simple roast, (this is not including myself) I hate the fact that our traditional Sunday roast has died a painful and demeaning death. Oh how I reminise of my childhood, when I used to go to my grans house with my mum and sisters. We used to help her cook and the men walked to the pub for a beer or 5! Then they would come back smelling of a brewery and tuck into my gran’s delicious roast, and I mean it was delicious! Then the men would fall asleep while leaving the women to clean up, we would play cards and have fun while keeping the noise down to prevent from waking the lazy drunk men. But even though this goes against all my women power/sexist beliefs, I do miss these days, why you might ask, well i will tell you why. It was one day where family mattered, where family got together to eat, drink and be merry and if it meant that I had to slave for my man and family for one day a week, just so that we were all together. Then by Jove I would do it, Damn, those were the good old days. IU truly miss them like crazy, family means the world to me and it means the world to every woman, by trying to get your family together in this busy day and age is virtually impossible. I envy the women in those days, they were a lot clever than we give them credit for, so Andre, stop moaning about a Sunday lunch and think about what it stands for, FAMILY! Be grateful.

October 2nd, 2006 at 9:00 pm
Andre:
 2 

In your classic happy family this would be true. but our Sunday Lunches only comprise of 3 people and the atmosphere is quite stiff. I am sorry to disagree, but the death of a Sunday Lunch is actually a blessing in disguise. These days family communicate 24/7 through use of SMS’s, phone calls etc. So, no need to wait until Sunday.

October 2nd, 2006 at 9:05 pm
Anne Dawson:
 3 

Seriously, here they don’t, they are so busy caught up in there own lives that they forget about family values, everything is work, money, money and work!

October 2nd, 2006 at 9:07 pm

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