Another year is rolling around tomorrow. Like last year, I’m not very optimistic about my little one eating a black eyed pea. So…. I have to resort to deceitful tactics to ensure good luck for little Joelle.

I think I got the idea from my mom stuffing my dog’s heart worm medicine into a hotdog because he wouldn’t eat them. Regardless of where my plan originated, I mushed up one single pea and stuffed it into the bread I baked to go with the peas last year and plan to do the same this year.

I don’t think of myself as an overly superstitious person, but this is one family tradition I won’t let slide.

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