When I was a kid, a traditional Sunday went like this :

Woke up to the smell of meats in the gravy. Went to church. In the winter after playing football, or in the summer after playing baseball, we'd get back home around 11:30 - Noonish and sneak a meatball out of the pot, rip a piece of Italian bread off the loaf, sit down to watch Abbott and Costello and have a meatball sandwich.

1:00 PM either the Mets or the Giants would start and we'd watch the game.


2:00 PM Macaroni and Meats in the Gravy came out and we'd sit down for Sunday dinner.

5:00 - 5:30 PM Grandma would make the "Black Coffee" for grandpa and the men.

At 6:00 grandma would take out the Pokeno game or the deck of cards, and the penny card games would begin. The men would fall alseep on the couch watching either the second game of football in the winter or out in the yard after drinking some wine outside in the summer.

Then around 7:00 we'd either make cold cut sandwiches or sometimes order Spumoni Gardens Pizza.



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