Where oh where are my black-eyed peas? The one southern tradition I still honor devoutly is enjoying black-eyed peas on New Year's Day. I'm not sure from where the folklore comes that says the peas will bring you a blessed new year, but hey! I'm not one to fight against tradition, superstition, or just yummy peas!
Drove 12 hours yesterday (through snow, uphill -- both ways) to get back home before this weekend's snow event. And just when did storms become events? I guess no one wants to commit weather scenarios before they actually happen. Anyway, a long journey from The County to home. Glad to be nestled in my small but cozy a.p.t., looking forward to lounging away the day, putzing at this and that and welcoming in the new year with calming centeredness and some oniony black-eyed peas.
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