Weird myth or tradition of your family?

A tradition of my family is to spend the summer months having family meals in the woods near our cottage. But I can’t continue it, because it’s gone.

How I make matzo ball soup is different then how my mom , grandmother and great grandmother made it

not saying 'good morning' or 'good night'

I come from a family of hunters. Being pescetarian (vegetarian who eats fish) is a big issue. Even 8 years after I became one, I sometimes get shit about it.

When I was really young we lived in an enclave in SF of a few families, who, like my parents, were originally from Louisiana. So they watched each others’ children, and on New Year’s Day (also my birthday), Mom would prepare Hoppin’ John (rice & black eyed peas) as the morning meal.

It was also the superstition that for good luck throughout the year, one’s first visitor had to be male. So the men in our neighborhood would knock on everyone’s doors.

Mom once told me that during her childhood, her father and 8 brothers would knock on the doors especially of the senior widows in their ward wishing them a Happy New Years Day. Pop told me his father took him and his brothers to do the same.

America is a normal nice country.

Ooooh; failed to give our firstborn a patrilineal name and was angrily berated for it (ironically, by my mother).