It’s December 31st, and after eating all that turkey, we at twohungryblokes have certainly stretched our waistlines. For better or worse, there are still leftovers. Well, maybe. That depends on whether the cook in the family wants to turn what’s remaining into ground meat for tacos, or something else. But on the day to have a pre-New Year’s Feast, there’ are plenty of other options which seem traditional for today.
But before you go picking up that “Luxury Seafood Platter” from the local grocer, there may be some superstitions to be aware of. That’s assuming you’re one of those types who want good fortune ahead. While this practice is more prominent in other cultures, I got reminded because Granny said so. Thankfully, I’m not one of those types to believe, but it left me with food for thought. According to specific folklore, your choice of appetizers could be the difference between a 2026 spent in a Ferrari or a 2026 spent living in a tent in Algonquin Park.
The Lobster Trap: Moving Backward in the Maritimes
Here’s the thing. For those without the allergy, we love lobster. It’s fancy, it’s buttery, and it makes you look like a high-roller. I love them, but since they are not legally available to fish, the only way around is to be stranded on a desert island or go live in New Zealand. Restrictions aside, there are individuals who can go getting them, but they are indigenous people or from cultures that have no fears. In other countries, especially Austria, and the Southern United States, folklore experts (and very superstitious grandmothers) say eating lobster at midnight is a one-way ticket to a rubbish year.
With H-Mart still the talk of the town in Victoria and a place I regularly visit, the first thing that always catches my eye is the sheer variety of flavoured fish skins now lining the shelves. Although they’ve been around for ages, seeing them in local markets still feels novel. Before, you’d have to trek to your friendly neighbourhood international district or a mom-and-pop shop that specialised in snacks from “back home” rather than ones made in America. Even Fairways dabbled in selling them once, but they never quite took off—probably because they’re an acquired taste. And considering they don’t come cheap (which is ironic, really, for what was once a throwaway part of the fish), not everyone’s going to take kindly to snacking on this particular piece of flesh.
Dave Letford
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