Now that's what I call a Sunday lunch.

Sundays in Britain are still considered to be days of rest. In no way to the extent that they used to be, when pubs and shops would be closed, but there are still some elements of the whole seventh day attitude. One thing that most people still do on Sundays, however, is enjoy a large Sunday roast for lunch, yes, Canada, I said lunch. Like the large Christmas feast, this meal is eaten between the hours of 12 - 3pm and not for dinner in the evening. Today, Neil, my mother in law, Barbara and myself went to a small village called Parkgate in the Wirral, an area close to Liverpool and enjoyed this time honoured tradition. Being exhausted through family and friend duties all week, I'll keep the words to a minimum, so enjoy the pretty pictures....

Parkgate, on the Wirral

Cask ales, 4 of them and more to be found on a separate menu. In Vancouver we have one pub serving one, in the UK there are always many to be found. For those of you uncertain as to what a cask ale is, it's simply a more traditional way of storing and pulling the ale, which, along with the ingredients, gives it a unique taste. This is the true 'real ale' which should be served warmer than lager.

Beef sirloin with a huge Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes, boiled potatoes and gravy.

There's always more than one option and this was the second choice: roast pork with a sausage and sage stuffing, crackling, (crispy skin) and a cider gravy.

Vegetables: broccoli, zucchini with tomato sauce, mashed parsnips and shredded red cabbage.