Has Britain's obsession with 'gourmet' Sunday roasts at home ruined the simple joy of a basic family dinner?

Once upon a time, a Sunday roast meant chicken, spuds and gravy on the table by 2pm. Now it's three-day brined meat, truffle butter and Instagram-ready trays of duck fat potatoes.

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