by StokeySue » January 27th, 2020, 3:01 pm
I’m a bit ambivalent about the whole Sunday roast thing
The tradition is certainly that you have a roast at Sunday lunch time, and when I was growing up nearly everyone I knew had one
We alternated lamb and beef, the lamb was shoulder as my parents preferred it to leg and in any case I grew up near a sheep raising area, and a whole leg of south Down lamb would have been too much for us
The beef was sirloin or topside
Either was accompanied by roast potatoes or new potatoes from the garden in season, and a couple of seasonal veg, often overcooked cauliflower. Gravy was made with pan drippings, Bisto powder and the hot water from cooking the veg. Lamb was served with mint sauce, freshly made from garden mint in summer, from a jar when the mint wasn’t growing. Beef came with mustard and horseradish.
The meat was followed by a pudding such as apple pie with cream or custard.
We seldom had pork on Sunday, though sometimes midweek, my father came from a family who fattened a pig in the back yard and didn’t regard the meat as Sunday best, though this slowly changed.
So I don’t routinely cook a Sunday roast, either at lunch time or dinner time. I will sometimes roast a half shoulder of lamb, a piece of belly pork, a chicken or another bird for myself and the accompaniments will vary
If entertaining I will do a roast with roast potatoes, for beef I prefer rib; lamb might be shoulder, leg or rack depending on numbers and what I want to serve with it; pork usually belly or shoulder. I might also roast a duck or a good chicken.
This being a household with a strong French tradition I suppose my signature roast is actually a marinated leg of lamb served with flageolets dressed with some of the pan juices. I should get a half leg of last years lamb ( it’s better with the richer flavour of hogget) and cook it
I liked it when I was small, but I got bored with the whole thing, it was served even when it was far too hot in summer, it made it difficult to do anything else on Sunday, and I developed a strong dislike of gravy, but later realised it was Bisto I didn’t like