(Norman Rockwell's Famous Thanksgiving Illustration)
When I was growing up, Sunday lunch was always a roast of some
kind, served in the dining room on a white linen covered table, with
our best dishes. There were candles, fresh flowers, and soft music.
Sunday lunch always followed church. Then after lunch, we would all hop
in the car and daddy would drive around and we would look at houses and
sometimes stop for ice cream too.
My husband David grew up with a different tradition for Sunday lunch ...
David's mom had the day off from cooking and his dad took over.
His weekly Sunday lunch was almost always Tuna and Pasta Salad.
He would tweak it on occasion, but the basic recipe consisted of ...
Canned, drained Tuna
Sometimes he would add some grated cheese, usually cheddar.
This was served on luncheon plates with a splash of John's Secret Dressing.
David told me that this is proprietary and I am not allowed to share it.
I will tell you that John told me that he copied the recipe off of an
Wesson Oil bottle. It is a basic oil and vinegar dressing with some
dry mustard and some cayenne to give it a bit of heat.
Today we had John's Tuna Salad for Sunday lunch.
It's one of the things I do to please David, and it brings
back lots of happy memories for us both. John only lived for
six weeks after David and I were married. The cancer that had
been in remission returned. He died one day before David's
birthday 23 years ago, and was buried on my birthday. We miss him.
John ~ this post is for you!
Although this is a Sunday recipe, I am sharing it with Yvonne for ~
and Kathleen for ~
and Sally for ~
Bentley ~ let those squirrels eat their squash in peace. They have to
fatten up for the winter!
Susan and Bentley