My father's family have a lot of traditions which they observe - dare I say it - religiously. (They're all atheists.) His mother was a Scotch-Irish Presbyterian who married a French Catholic Alsacien farmer and between them I think they must have been more superstitious than a whole barn full of ghosts.
On New Years, we all eat something green for prosperity, black-eyed peas for luck, and (the not-Jewish relatives) pork for plenty.
Whenever someone gets a knife, they have to pay for it (usually a penny) or else the gift will cut. I confess that I do this every time, from some kind of strange deeply-ingrained habit more than belief. But still, I can't bear to be given a knife unless I pay.
I'm sure there are many other I can't think of right now.
And of course then there's the traditional Jewish superstitions, my favorite being amulets against demons.
Yeesh, my people are WEIRD.
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