Why this has never seemed all that crazy to me probably has a lot to do with my father and going to four high schools. What was normal one place was very much like this in another. Consequently, many New Yorkers, some of the most provincial people I've ever met, refuse to consider grits as food. Many Southerners I know, some of the most provincial people I've ever met, refuse to consider gefilte fish as food. I'm with the South this time.
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ReplyDeleteAbsolutely right about New Yorkers being uber-provincial. And it ain't a very big province, square-mile-wise.
ReplyDeleteI remember when that realization hit me for the first time. Just moved here from Maine. In a bar, listening to the cosmopolitans around me talk, it dawned on me: These guys are no different than a lot of the folks I grew up with back in ME. They're real yokels... just from the city. Sure, they went away to college -- somewhere in the Northeast. But otherwise, they never really 'left the island.' Nothing wrong with any of it, but it sure came as a surprise.
Correct: gefilte fish is not food. Nor is jellied meat.
ReplyDeleteI get it. After all, I'm from Oklahoma and few places I've been can reach the range of 'what is normal' in that state.
ReplyDeleteGrits, definitely!
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