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Reading the other thread about what you eat for Chirstmas it would be fun to know about the different food for New year´s in your country/city/state.
...........It's a huge coincidence that you should ask ! My new bride just informed me (a couple of days ago) that we were going to "Fallen Rock" for New Years Eve, and that it was to be a "pot luck" affair; First, Fallen Rock is a beautiful little camp ground about six miles away, and was owned for 12 or 14 years by some folks named Davy and Marcie Blyestone. Until about 2 years ago, we used to go there every Saturday night, as they had this "group" of "country" musicians that all get together every Sat. night and play there. (I'm not much "into" country music, but knowing all of the participants, I always went because it was just fun, hanging out with friends ); anyway, Davy had some health problems, and they sold the camp grounds to some other people, several months ago; inasmuch as I hadn't met the "new people", I decided to go, just out of curiosity; (I'm glad I did !)
Second........for those not familiar with U.S. "culture"..........a "pot luck" is a euphemism for "an informal get-together among friends, where everyone "brings" some of the food.
As a general rule, the extent of my "food preparation" is re-heating some ham left over from Christmas, and making myself a couple of ham sandwiches , (which I just finished)
But for the "pot luck", my new bride explained that WE
were bringing meat balls, deviled eggs, some ridiculous little (I hesitate to describe these things..),........first, she brought home this minuscule "loaf" of rye bread, each "slice" being about 2 inches square; then she mixes up all of these "things" in a bowl, one package of creamed cheese, mixed up with one package of some sort of Italian "dressing"; then........my job was to "smear" about a tea-spoon full of this "stuff" on each dinky little slice of rye bread, THEN she slices up this huge, longish English cucumber, places one big slice atop each rye bread with "stuff" on it; actually, the the "stuff" wasn't bad, but I abhor cucumbers, English or otherwise ! But I dutifully did as I was instructed.
My next big task was to "do" the deviled eggs; I've always LOVED deviled eggs ! In this case, she had purchased two dozen extra large chicken eggs, and boiled them; after they had cooled off from the boiling, my task was to remove all of the shells, which actually proved to be a laborious, two hour task; then slice each egg "in two" lengthwise, and remove the yolks intact, place them all in a large mixing bowl, and mash them up until there are no "lumps"; at that point, i / we put spoons full of mayonnaise into the bowl, followed by lesser amount of French's mustard, a little hot sauce, and stir it all up for a bit; then......after placing all of the "empty" boiled egg whites in a pie carrier, you add maybe a teaspoon of the "stirred-up-stuff" into each egg, and sprinkle some powered dill leaves onto the "stuff" (mainly just for decorative effect, but you can taste it; ) making the deviled eggs was not hard, (after removing all of the egg shells that is), but is is very "labor intensive"; (worth every minute though, as the things ARE delicious ! )
We get to Fallen Rock, and I met the "new owners"; He; a really BIG guy, (a brute actually, but VERY friendly, very nice !
She; made the whole effort worthwhile ! At my age, and after being married just a week, I very rarely see a lady that causes my male testosterone to "become evident" ! The new owner's wife did just that ! Tallish, very nicely built, on the slenderish side, fabulous face / hair / and facial expressions; the outstanding thing though, was when she moved ! Like a cat.....so "fluidly", so effortlessly, and she even went nuts over the deviled eggs and the meatballs ! It was a fun evening, and I'm glad we went; (I just HOPE there were no "mind-readers" among the guests !
Stupidity: Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result; Albert Einstein