
If I may be permitted to slightly cheat, I am going to nominate something that has been cooked for me by another person.
That other person was my late maternal grandmother, who cooked a delicious roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.
The cooking was of course delicious, but apart from the food, those Sunday afternoons were a ritual, and with Two Way Family Favourites on the radio, they represented an old fashioned Sunday I’ll never forget.
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