Does eating black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day bring good fortune in the coming year? WHO CARES? They’re just good eatin’! But since I only make them once or twice a year, I may as well make them on January the 1st.
Tomorrow I’ll make ham hocks and black-eyed peas (Recipe: Ham hocks and black-eyed peas. And water. And a bay leaf. And some cayenne pepper) and ham hock and collard greens. SO will make cornbread (with sugar – she likes it that way) in the cast-iron cornstick pan she bought me for Christmas.
Hadn’t thought about it. I think but am not sure I have some in my pantry – probably will go ahead and cook them Sunday afternoon. I think I have some breakfast sausage, and, if not, bacon fat, so that’s probably how I’ll eat them.
Our traditional New Year’s meal is grilled pork chops, black-eyed peas cooked with bacon, and buttermilk cornbread (no sugar). I have that same cast-iron cornstick pan, **Johnny **- maybe I’ll use that instead of the skillet.
We’ll also have baked sweet potatoes, and my husband will cook himself some collard greens for the occasion, and I will try not to smell them.
I will, in the form of Hoppin’ John, though I was rather daunted to hear some Southern traditionalist cooks in the NYT the other day sneering at Hoppin’ John with black eyed peas as a bastardized version of the “true” dish, which they were suggesting used some other form of pea (red?) and different ingredients. Sorry, I can only go by what my mother cooked growing up.
Oh, yeah: forgot that I’m baking some sweet potatoes, too.
Yep, the mustard greens are mine (mine, mine, mine, mine! Except that the German shepherd will beg me for a few bites, and I’ll indulge him.) I’ll cook some cabbage for the rest of the philistines around here.
Well that’s just silly. Isn’t the definition of a tradition doing any damn fool thing time after time for no justifiable reason other than because it is what/how the thing has always been done? My granny always served black-eyed peas and collard greens. So has everybody else’s granny that I know. And so it’s tradition. So what if different ingredients were used once upon a time. That was then, and this is now.
I, for one, tend to be a tad leery of folks who throw around adjectives like ‘true’ or ‘pure’ and such. I sometimes can’t help but wonder if they own a pair of jackboots.
Yep, and we non-Jews added pork! Yum! (Actually, the tradition I’ve always heard is that the peas and the greens both symbolize money. Rice and pork are also considered lucky foods, like rice thrown at newlyweds. And I guess that a fat hog is an obvious symbol of prosperity.) I honestly thought that most of the superstitions were African, though, and had never heard of a Jewish connection either.
I tend to agree, and I’ve always liked the black eyed peas version. Having said that, if you could get past the annoyance at the countrier-than-thou attitude, the below does not sound half-bad either (from said article):