Happy New Year! Aunt Lynn here, sitting in my kitchen, sipping a soy chai latte, faithful Muggs by my side…and thinking about supper. For some people today is about football; others it is a day of making resolutions; still others it’s about getting rid of the hangover from last night’s revelry. For me, it’s about food, which is pretty typical.
I may live in Berkeley, but I am a Pittsburgh girl through and through. My extended family always got together on New Year’s Day to have a meal of pork and sauerkraut, a Pennsylvania tradition for good luck in the coming year (the pig’s rooting signifying moving forward). It’s funny, we always did Italian stuff for the other hols, but for January 1, we went Dutch/German/Slovak.
I hated sauerkraut growing up. My brother and I were forced to eat one strand (my sister loved it…and prunes too, from a young age, the weirdo) or we couldn’t leave the table. As an adult I’ve come to appreciate the yummy sour cabbage crunchiness and since I moved to California, we’ve kept it up. Our friends have termed it the White Meal: pork tenderloin roasted in a halo of sauerkraut, with mashed potatoes, cauliflower, and soft dinner buns on the side. I’ve already planned my dinner, shopped yesterday, took out my pans, cut my taters, but somehow I neglected to pick up buns, something I will deal with as soon as the store opens…
What New Years good luck traditions do you have?