The holiday season: a time of traditions. We are developing our traditions here in Ontario, a mix of my parents’ Scottish and Tim’s more Southern roots. From my family we have the tradition of Hogmanay: about which I wrote a couple of years ago (Bowles, 2012). It has to do with the transition from year to year: first footing and burning a yule log year to year. Tim’s have more to do with later in the day on New Year’s. This year, again, he is preparing the traditional New Year’s feast (while watching Winter Classic hockey, of course): black-eyed peas and hog jowl, with cornbread and collards. Around here, he’s happy just to find ham hock, which isn’t quite the same: we’llhave to figure out a better source and next year try to be more exact.