My Mom, is always insistent on "eating your black eyed peas". "You won't have a good year if you don't." My brother and I would say aw heck Mom, if we want Goodyears we'll buy them, but we ate the blackeyed peas so we didn't go hungry. Pop, being from NW Alabama always insisted on "salt meat" (pork), saying they were too poor for hog jowl, and Pop would fry our corn bread instead of baking it. I love Fryed Corn Bread.