How old were you??? Was this a special holiday meal, or a Sunday dinner??? Who prepared the meal, was it a grandmother or mom, or maybe even your father???
So I thought I'd play a long. When I was little my grandmother lived about an hour away. We would pile the family into the old brown station wagon, with paneling, and drive to grandma's house for Sunday dinner. The smell was always the same and was fabulous! Roast beef with potatoes and carrots cooked in the juices. She would have orange jello with mandarin oranges and pineapple tidbits. For dessert she would usually offer Lemon Fluff.
Any time I walk into a home that has a roast beef cooking, or eat those particular foods, I am instantly transported back to grandma's house.
After dinner we would play with the little cowboys and indians, go outside and play badminton, or with the Yogi Bear bowling set.
When it was time to go home, grandma would pile us up with leftovers, and we would load back into the car and head home. I never made the trip without falling asleep and hated the last set of lights and the bump up to the driveway because I knew that I would have to get out of the car. To this day, I can't ride in the car for long periods of time without falling asleep!
If you want to reminisce with us, head on over to Sandra's blog. Thanks for the memories Sandra!