Good morning. We're above freezing today here in Philly. It actually felt warm walking the dog at 7 AM.
@easyas123 - Good luck with the car shopping.
Not much going on here today. Food shopping and then trying to figure out the pictures again. They are definitely on the hard drive but the computer I was trying to upload to froze again.
Best Buy got it running once but I think it's trash now.
QOTD - My family never had a traditional meal, but I was from South Philly, the home of the Mummers. We moved out of South Philly when I was 10 and I hated New Year's Eve in the Northeast, it had no soul. As soon as I was old enough, I went back down to South Philly and stayed with my grandmother every year. New Year's in South Philly revolves around food, the parade and visiting everyone. Both my grandmothers and my great aunt lived within a city block from each other. Then I had an aunt a few blocks away. You had to visit them all and you had to EAT!!! My one grandmother always had Pepper Pot Soup and of course whatever we wanted from the bakery my grandparents owned. My great aunt had Lentil Soup and the worst spaghetti in the world, but I preferred that to the soup. My other grandmother had her homemade chicken soup, fresh kielbasa and chrusciki. Can I say I felt sick for a couple days after. To explain the spaghetti: my aunt was German and not a good cook to begin with. She cooked the pasta in tomato sauce, almost like spaetzle, and it was always gummy. The meat sauce was made separately, and we have never figured out how she cooked it all day and the onions remained hard and crunchy, almost raw. I loved her dearly and miss her and ate because even though she was not a good cook she tried. My son was only 4 when she passed away and he still remembers the raw Easter eggs in the hunt she had every year for the kids. We all learned to throw them out as soft boiled or raw eggs are not fun to eat when they have been out in the yard.
Things changed over the years and eventually it was just my aunt's house we headed too (my mom's sister). Of course, it still revolved around food but now it was ham and roast beef, my uncle's chili, I made meatballs and sausage, my mom made potato salad and there were several other salads plus cakes.
No matter what we always went to what we considered the "real parade." After the Mummers go down Broad Street for judging (there is some serious prize money involved in all the divisions), the parade came down to Second Street. Most of the Mummers came from down that area. Unfortunately, as the world changed so did my parade. We stopped going down because my aunt put a stop to it. As I left her house with the grandkids the last time we had the open house, we walked out to a bunch of drunkards making some inappropriate comments to my daughter and several urinating on the side of the house. We never saw that when I was growing up.
We still have our traditions though and now we just go to my mom's house. We still have a ton of food: turkey meatballs, ham, my brother makes ribs, and my mom makes the Pepper Pot Soup, salads and everyone chips in something. I don't even watch much of the parade anymore although I still have a few string bands I will root for.
It's a fun tradition and I have come to realize as I have gotten older that it's not the food or the parade but FAMILY that always made the New Year traditions so special. When my mom is no longer able I will carry on the tradition, and I hope my kids will do the same.
This year we are celebrating the day before (the closest to the Scottish Hogmanay I will get for now) and on New Year's Day I will go to my son's house for the one tradition I can do without - FOOTBALL. But I will see more of the family and LJ.
Hope you all have a great day and I hope to see some of the other traditions posted.