With the passage of time, this Sunday tradition seems to gone by the wayside since we don't eat a lot of fried food anymore. Also, mom and my aunts having grown up on the farm with their own chickens don't particular care for today's store bought chickens at least if they are the ones cutting it up into pieces. I remember many conversations between my mother and Aunt Lucille back when they were still buying a whole fryer, cutting it up and frying it and about how that store bought chicken looked like nothing they had ever seen. The conversation definitely would turn your stomach.
By the way, we still purchase and cook chicken in a variety of ways, with the exception of frying it seems, we just buy it already cut up deskined, etc., so we don't have to think about the current state of chicken affairs. And ever so often, you can find us grabbing a piece of fried chicken from the buffet at Golden Corral, getting a dinner from KFC, etc. but you just can't walk into our houses any more and know it's Sunday by what's being served for dinner.
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I don't remember having fried chicken special for Sunday but I do remember lots of fried chicken. I was writing a looonnng comment and decided I should do a post on this instead. Thank you for the idea!ReplyDelete
Fried chicken, chicken "n" dumplings, chicken pot pie, smothered chicken, were Sunday favorites in our Mississippi household. Thank you for the memories.ReplyDelete
My mother did not deep fry chicken, but she would bake it in the over and also have it with mashed potatoes and gravy, and usually corn or green beans.ReplyDelete
My parents had a huge garden on a small lot. They would can and later freeze everything which was necessary when you have six children and have to worry about getting laid off from your job.
2 Fried Chickens on Sunday. You ate on it all day. And in my family (my white and black dirct relatives - yes we have a multiracial family since 1850's)this tradition still goes on. And this is in central Kansas and northern Oklahoma on the panhandle. I have yet in my 50 years remembered a family gathering without it on Sunday after church. As a child, if you didn't have fried chicken, it wasn't Sunday!ReplyDelete