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    Believe it or Not: 10 Common Food Superstitions

    By | Shine Food – Wed, Oct 10, 2012 4:17 PM EDT

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    The idea that spilling salt is a bad omen that needs to be counteracted by tossing some over your shoulder is probably the most widely-known food superstition and it's ... more 
    Photo by: Arnold Reinhold
    Salt
    The idea that spilling salt is a bad omen that needs to be counteracted by tossing some over your shoulder is probably the most widely-known food superstition and it's also one of the oldest - dating back at least to ancient Rome where it's qualities as a preservative made it a symbol of enduring friendship.
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    Superstitions are a weird thing. On the one hand, they're plainly untrue, which is good because otherwise we'd spend half of our GDP on sidewalk repairs to prevent the paralysis of every mother in America. On the other hand, when was the last time you saw a shooting star without going ahead and making a wish just in case? They don't make any sense and we don't believe them, but deep down something in us can't help but abide by them. Since so many superstitions aim to imbue common objects with uncommon powers to help or harm us, it's no surprise that many are about food and common kitchen items. Here are 10 common and not-so-common food superstitions for you to pretend not to believe in. - By Elizabeth Stark & Brian Campbell



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