~sigh~
You younguns don't care much for tradition.
We on the other hand, didn't want to bring any family traditions into our house. They were just weird.
Like my stepdad insisting that you MUST have oysters on Christmas Eve. Problem is, no one in his family likes them. So Christmas Eve dinner consists of sitting around eating oysters and talking about why you don't like them.
It's positively joyful.
How 'bout collards and peas on New Year's Day?
I'm OK with tradition... it's the stench of rotting fish soaked in lye that's more of a problem... :-)
We kept the lefse.
Lutefisk is just like the oysters. No one likes it but we made it anyway. Like ecurbh said, it's more of a dare than a food.
(Among the German immigrants)
Or smoked salmon on New Years Day, a family tradition from my mom's days growing up in Saskatchewan.
Or leiberclay (sp?) soup on Christmas Eve. :o)