I love accidental traditions. You and your friends, just out of mutual convenience, wind up meeting on the same day each week to hang out and then the next thing you know those meetings turn into “Taco Tuesday” or “Vodka Thursday”. They start off casual and then blossom into something fun with a special ritual.
Back when I used to live in San Francisco my girlfriends and I would always meet up Sunday nights to watch “True Blood”. We would take turns cooking and then drink red wine while watching the show. Ever since I moved back to Southern California, I’ve always made sure to visit my friends back in the bay. The first time I did it was out of sheer coincidence that I visited when the “True Blood” season premiere aired. Naturally, we bought a copious amount of wine, cooked, and watched it all together. It was as if no time had passed at all.
The next year I visited the same thing happened. I had accidentally planned my visit when “True Blood” premiered. What a wonderful coincidence! As expected, there was lots of wine. After that a tradition was born. Come the season premiere of “True Blood” I drag my behind to San Francisco, stock up on the nectar of the gods, and we all imbibe while taking turns doing very awful Southern drawls and quoting the show.