Sunday brunch

Since I was eight years old, almost without fail we've had pancakes every Sunday.

When we moved to where we are now, somebody suggested that Dad trying making hashbrowns.

Then when our chickens finally started laying enough, I started frying the eggs for whoever wanted them.

For past year or two, Dad has also been cooking vegetables (usually mushrooms, squash, onions, and maybe a few brussel sprouts) to go with the rest of the meal.

So forget about calling it brunch, it's a feast. And all the smells drift up to my room.

Best Sunday tradition ever!

What do y'all do on Sundays?

Any special traditions your family do?