Meals with my daddy were to be savored. A meal was nothing to be rushed. He enjoyed every single bite. I have great, great memories of meal times with my father. They weren't something to be hurried. And we celebrated being a family.
My daddy always loved the traditional Thanksgiving, but what he wanted on Christmas Day always was pork and sauerkraut and the smell of that pork roasting so slowly in the oven just permeated all through the house and we were so ready to eat by noon. Happy times, happy times.
I love thinking about him...I thank him for everything he taught me. I miss him, especially when I smell pork and sauerkraut.
Here, my sister-in-law Sandy Epstein makes my mom's recipe for pork and sauerkraut.