I didn’t get to do all the New Year rituals (again) in time. Does that mean my luck will kick in at the last minute? New Year came and went and all we were able to do is be together on the eve, eat twelve grapes at the strike of twelve and have as much pork as we can.
Pork is the new chicken, have you heard? On account of you can trim the fat, unlike in beef where it is in the marbling and you know you can’t pick it out. But that’s what makes beef taste like beef! If it lost its marbles, it would be jerky hehehe. The thinking was, pork or beef or any celebratory food you have on New Year’s Eve and the day after would ensure good eating all year!
As for the grapes of wealth, well, each member of the family is supposed to eat a dozen so money would “roll” in.
Made with love, of course, hehehe. What a sweet heart I am turning out to be in my dotage ; )