Well, 12 grapes on the first of the year.
I drank my grapes. I have to admit. Dammit. Champagne and wine.
But, I had my whole grapes on new years day. :) That has count for something, right?
I had loaves of bread and cakes and lentils and legumes and, who knows what.
But, these grapes, well, they’ll help with a happy harvest (ha!) and ward away the evil spirits and wicked witches, too.
I love goofy traditions. Really, like them. And well, I’m not superstitious, but… you know, “¡por si las moscas!”