When I'm with my family, the best tradition is definitely getting to eat my daddy's food. He's a professional chef so when my family emmigrated to the US waayyyy back in 1993, he'd always make dim sum (his egg tarts are AWESOME!) for my mom and I during Christmas. It definitely made us feel like we were back in Guangzhou when we got too homesick at the time. The tradition still goes on today...if I'm at home...

Peanut Allergy combined with Pearanoia and being born in the body of Pea-te Doherty... It's so wonderfully schizophrenic!
The pea is like:
"I'm a pea and allergic to peanuts. Peanuts aren't even related to pea's but why do I feel like I belong to their family? Am I allergic against myself? Holy shit I'm getting scared. I'm gonna make an album about my feelings."

mao money, mao problems

What can I say? My favorite holiday tradition is the simple joy of visiting my relatives in New York. Every Christmas Eve, my family would make the 5 hour drive down to New York where we would always be greeted by my aunt, uncle and cousins with lots of food, brightly lit Christmas tree, soft holiday music in the background and the chatter of Mǐn yǔ (Fujian Chinese dialect) from my relatives. It was always a time of year that I enjoyed and felt at peace. The holidays would be filled with good old-fashion traditional Christmas fare mixed with some southern Chinese cuisines, not to mention a family competition of poker and mahjong.

My favorite tradition was actually my worst tradition. However, I really miss it and suddenly it has become my favorite one since I came to China. (You realize what is really precious in your life once you are away from home.)

It is from Lunar New Year's Day event. In Korea, we have rice cake soup that represents that we become one more year older. After having it, the younger family members should bow down to the elderly. And you might know how this story ends happily. Our grandparents, other older relatives, and even my parents give pocket money to us. (It is my real favorite part of the day! haha)

Well, it may sound like a cliché but I do miss the moment that we shared special meals and had a lot of laughter back home.

Snuggling under a Slanket or Snuggie or similarly named fuzzy blanket, sipping out of Starbucks holiday red cups, and watching A Charlie Brown Christmas.

Lucy Van Pelt: You think you're so smart with that blanket. What are you going to do with it when you grow up?

Linus Van Pelt: Maybe I'll make it into a sport coat.