Particularly I think of my mother-in-law, who always called on the morning of January 1st and said, "Come by when you can today. I have a pot of black-eyed peas, a mess of greens, and some cornbread. You need to eat a bite for good luck". And we always stopped by.
And you know what? Some years were better than others, but we've always had pretty good luck.
Now she isn't able to cook the peas anymore, but I will take her some today and feel blessed and hopeful for the New Year.