In our family, Sundays revolve around the kitchen, where the hum of activity begins early in the afternoon. The centerpiece of this tradition is our cherished family dinner, a ritual that brings everyone together around the table. Due to the craziness of the summer months, we take a break from late spring until the end of autumn. But once winter starts to chill the air, the family gathers every Sunday night at mama’s house for dinner. The secret ingredient to our Sunday dinners isn’t just the food, it’s Mama’s collection of cookbooks. “The older the better,” as she says. Stacked high on shelves and spilling onto countertops, these cookbooks are…