Today is my mom's birthday, and I am at home in Hacienda Heights spending some Q time with the family. We have this tradition of eating eggs for breakfast on a person's birthday, so this morning my dad prepared some soft-boiled ones. Six of them. My mom got two, and so did I because I am a girl. My dad and brother each got one. If it had been my father or my brother's birthday, the boys would each have gotten two eggs and the girls just one.
I've never heard of this practice outside of my family.* I asked my dad about it (he grew up in a household where birthdays and birthday eggs were always made much of) and he said it's from back in the day in China when eggs were hard to come by, and getting two would have been considered a really big deal. Now everyone's richer, and there are more eggs to go around. But you still have to limit who gets two eggs so that it's a special treat for the birthday person.
*If anyone else has heard of eating birthday eggs, let me know. Or if your families have any interesting traditions related to food on birthdays. You know I love this kind of stuff.
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