Gravy leg
I have been celebrating because I made my first dish of homemade gravy on Sunday and it totally tasted like moms. It was magical. I even did the thing mom always does and critiqued it when we were all sitting at the table. The only thing missing was dad replying with some smart comment like “oh it’s terrible” or “I’ll eat anything on fast Sunday”. Am I right or what?
We had roast beef, taters and all. The only thing missing was the jello salad. Heaven!
April 1st, 2008 at 6:55 pm
And here I thought your post was going to be about one of Joe and Sid’s gravy leg horror stories. =) Congratulations on your fabulous gravy! Lumps and all! =) I’m sure Grandma Lucy would be proud.