In my post yesterday Derek asked whether or not I thought people still ate the 'traditional Sunday roast'.
I think to some extent it is dying out as we get access on television and in restaurants to various continental menus; and of course the variety of foods available in the shops and in markets has widened considerably.
But there is another thing to take into consideration. Our parents didn't have the money that we have today (I am speaking here for myself, but suspect it also applies to many of my readers. We always had a traditional roast - rotated beef, pork, lamb and maybe chicken for special occasions. We had a large joint which was served hot on Sunday with all the usual additions (including Yorkshire Puddings), then on Monday (wash day) my mother would serve the meat cold with pickles and with bubble and squeak (fried up left over veggies from Sunday) and usually the left over apple pie and custard from Sunday too. Then on Tuesday any remaining left over meat would be minced up with onions - and maybe carrots if the meat was getting scarce- and made into a cottage pie (beef) or a shepherd's pie (lamb) and served with lots of vegetables to eke out the shortage of meat. This made the roast go a long way and was an economical way of housekeeping. And I must say that shepherd's pie does not taste the same made with lamb mince that has not been roasted first as a joint.
I try not to waste food but I do waste some now and again; I don't remember my mother ever wasting any. Left over bread meant bread and butter pudding - and jolly good it was too.
When I saw those tragic children driven from their villages by Boko Haram in Nigeria the other day - and saw them literally dying of starvation - I must say it made me realise how we take three good square meals a day totally foregranted.