Last January first, I realized there were no cans of black-eyed peas in our larder. Not really being superstitious, I broke open a package of dried beans and stole a few from the 15 varieties of legumes within. Obviously, five or six peas were not enough to deliver a great 2020 to our household.
Our New Year’s meal this first day of 2021 included plenty of peas with shiners, hopefully promising a much luckier year to come. However, we are already sick of the salty ham we also consumed, so that piece of meat is bound for the freezer. It’s back to loaves and fish tomorrow. May anyone reading this skinny, under nourished blog enjoy a peaceful and healthy year ahead.