I love to celebrate traditions in my life, especially family traditions. I am certainly a "progressive" minded person, but there is something special for me in following traditions and rituals laid down in the past--be it recent or ancient--especially by my direct ancestors.
For birthdays, especially family birthdays, I like to bake my grandmother's Wacky Cake recipe. Most of my recipes have been modified to suit my tastes, budget, or dietary specifications, but this one is exactly like I got it from my mom, who got it from her mom. I like that a lot. Plus, its a really good cake!
In our household we celebrate the changing of the seasons on the equinoxes and solstices. These days have been significant for people for centuries and so we like to commemorate this time, too. We host gatherings of food, drink, and friendship, sharing in the passage of time with our friends. This is a tradition Matt and I decided to start. In addition, we also honor more typical, traditional celebrations from our upbringing such as Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving.
I took Matt's last name when we got married this summer. I've always liked my last name, but I was happy to give it up and join with Matt's family in this way. To join with Matt in this way. It felt right to me. (So, technically this also means that its not "BLD in MT" anymore...but I don't plan to change the blog up.)
We say grace before our meals--whether we're camping, at a restaurant, or around the kitchen table--using a variation on the mealtime prayer from Matt's youth--which is itself a variation of the prayer from German. Matt's mother once recited it to us in German.
We make cornbread stuffing for every single year for our Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter meals. We really only have stuffing at these three holidays and cornbread is my favorite kind. Ever since Matt learned this he exclusively makes cornbread stuffing for our holiday meals. I look forward to it every time.
Matt and I realized earlier this year that we're inadvertently starting a new Independence Day tradition of watching the fireworks with Matt's family. Matt and I sell tie-dye on the 4th and for two years now his parents and brother have come out to find us and watch them together--of course, Ryan and Bek didn't ever find us that first year, but still, second time was the charm and I hope we keep it up. I like new traditions, too.