This was so cool to read through.....
My hubby is a real southern man - he loves sausage, biscuits and gravy, greens, grits with load of butter and cheese, chitlings, fried every thing, Iced tea...all that southern stuff. I can't eat a lick of it. I just can't I don't put gravy (white or brown) on my food and I know It's the "house wine of the south" but I just can't drink iced tea.
I had a friend from Ireland who was offered "tea" by my former MIL and he said "sure". I said "Will, it's not what you think. It's served with ice and sugar" "I'll give it a go" he said....he never drank "tea" again!!! LOL!
Oh, and if you want some real pointers on being southern (at least a southern woman) "The G.R.I.T. S. Guide to Life" by Deborah Ford is too funny - and TRUE!
" Three secrets to speaking like a Southern Girl:
1. Take your own sweet time.
2. Bat your eyelashes slowly and speak at the same tempo.
3. Add syllables whenever possible."
Clarification on "the vapors" - it's not about being sweaty. It's about having your corset too tight and then feeling faint so you need someone to bring the smelling salts to keep you from passing out. The smelling salts were called "the vapors" So if someone was "getting the vapors" they were bringing smelling salts to you.
Of course southern women were always gonna faint for some reason or another, whether they were ill, couldn't breathe or their delicate sensibilities were insulted by some cad!
Lastly, I never knew I was so southern in my speech and manners and way of day to day life until I moved north of the Mason-Dixon line. I am a fish outa water up here. Folks look at me like I'm an alien when I say please and thank you. I drive the speed limit - I guess since I'm just not in such a hurry to be nowhere. And it's COLD!!! Seriously, someone forgot to order summer up here!
