The Sunday Roast is possibly one of the greatest English inventions after scones, The Beatles, and mulled wine.
At some point after emigrating to Canada, my mother started making a version of it on the weekend. It seemed very Canadian at the time. Roast chicken, usually rubbed with a Jamaican jerk spice, with potatoes, warm buttered corn (which I’m starting to believe is a distinctly Canadian thing we picked up), and garlic bread is something you can usually expect to find on any given Sunday. Like all our meals, it’s a mish mash of different cultures. Do you have a weekly meal tradition?
The above photos were from a lazy Sunday brunch as we took in the last light of the day at the Grafton (so approximately 12pm London time)
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