Growing up I remember my Dad always cooking the Sunday Dinner

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One of my greatest memories of my dad, was his Sunday Dinner, and all Holiday Dinners. He was a great cook. Every Sunday, my two brothers and I sat at the table and were served great roasts, mashed potatoes, salads, Turkeys, fish. My dad was a meat cutter in those days. Today it is all done in factories. I remember going down to the market to watch him carve a side of beef bigger than he was. Chickens came with their head and feet still attached. He was a hard worker and provided for his family for years. What do you remember about your dad that you enjoyed.