So we continued to try to find a way to distinguish New Year's from Christmas, when my dad saw a special on an Italian American holiday tradition called, "The Feast of the Seven Fishes", where every dish at the meal is a seafood dish. As soon as he mentioned it, it was classic "eureka" moment for my family. For one thing, pretty much every member of my family is a big seafood fan, one of the few foods we all really agree upon. For another, it coincided with the Japanese tradition of sashimi that is so prevalent in the islands. It's also highly symbolic to the Chinese, as the word for "fish", yuu, is a homonym for the word for "abundance" (also yuu). So having a feast where each of us contributed one fish dish, seemed highly appropriate, and a fantastic way of welcoming in the new year that we've adhered to ever since.
The only thing that seemed to be omitted from our fantastic seafood meal was sashimi or at least some local style poke, but with all that variety it really wasn't missed. What we really did miss was my sister, who had already gone back to the mainland. As much as we love and miss her, she's gotta have her own adventures without us cramping her style.