You know you live in the South when...

The key to good fried chicken is:
Eggs
Milk
Seasoned flour

Dip the uncooked chicken in the egg/milk mixture then cover in seasoned flour.

Immediately place in pan with olive oil and fry.

Goodness gracious.......heavenly.

Uh...close but not quite.

You use eggs all right...but you use buttermilk, instead of milk. Seasoned flour or white flour, either one. But you don't use olive oil! It's CRISCO!
 
Some good and fine and beautiful things from the South . . . . .

Dead Hawg cooked over hickory coals for 14 hours or so
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That Dead Hawg in the process of becoming pulled pork BBQ
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That pulled pork about to be consumed along with copious amounts of sweet tea, Brunswick Stew, and tater salad by Natural Born Southerners with The Stars and Bars in the background.
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Just the sweetest tastin' peaches you ever ate . . . Red Globe variety, tree ripe-melt in your mouth.
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Now that's a meal that makes my mouth water. Also I salute you for getting the real Stars and Bars hanging up. Most people don't know that's the real flag.
 
...Also I salute you for getting the real Stars and Bars hanging up. Most people don't know that's the real flag.

Right you are, Road. The other flag is prettier, though, isn't it? Too bad it got co-opted by you-know-who and got ruined for everybody.

I'm glad, though, that we rightfully-proud Southerners have a non-controversial symbol for license plates, bumper stickers, and flags to hang up at barbecues.:D
 
Some good and fine and beautiful things from the South . . . . .

Dead Hawg cooked over hickory coals for 14 hours or so
DSC02067.jpg


That Dead Hawg in the process of becoming pulled pork BBQ
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That pulled pork about to be consumed along with copious amounts of sweet tea, Brunswick Stew, and tater salad by Natural Born Southerners with The Stars and Bars in the background.
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Just the sweetest tastin' peaches you ever ate . . . Red Globe variety, tree ripe-melt in your mouth.
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HEY!
STOP posting these photos ! Them Yankees are goin see them and invade us again !
 
Some good and fine and beautiful things from the South . . . . .

Just the sweetest tastin' peaches you ever ate . . . Red Globe variety, tree ripe-melt in your mouth.
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Some fine lookin' peaches there. Don't know where you get your peaches but my wife always gets hers for her peach jam from Carroll Farms in Woodbury.
(And yes Walking Dead fans, there really is a Woodbury!)

CW
 
Texas is as southern as any state, somebody has to guard the western front. It is said that Texas BBQ is beef. That is a big fat lie! We have no shortage of the porcine mammal, and we know what to do with them. There are bumper stickers here that read. "Love NY? Take I-30 East." There is no true Southern Fried Chicken served in fast food chicken joints.(notice the capitalization, a sign of respect.) A good peach is manna from heaven. The difference in my southern-western culture is I have no problem with unsweet tea, you all easterners need to lay off all that sugar.(probably why y'all talk that way.) I've never had a problem with the Union winning the war, it's that Reconstruction **** that sticks in my craw.
 
Now here's Southern topic: Cornbread! (You Yankees call it "Johnnycake" I believe) Bein' from TN, I'm partial to cornbread fried in a skillet using white, stoneground meal, flat like a pancake. My wife, a good NC girl, likes hers yellow baked in a square pan. Her way is good, my way is "gooder"!
 
Now here's Southern topic: Cornbread! (You Yankees call it "Johnnycake" I believe) Bein' from TN, I'm partial to cornbread fried in a skillet using white, stoneground meal, flat like a pancake. My wife, a good NC girl, likes hers yellow baked in a square pan. Her way is good, my way is "gooder"!

Cornbread cooked that way(flat like a pancake) is called a "Hoe Cake".

Just a note... A Hoe Cake is bigger than a Corn Fritter. A fritter can be small and flat.. round like a hush puppy.. or odd shape bite size.
 
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Some fine lookin' peaches there. Don't know where you get your peaches

My brother and I leased the farm we grew up on to the largest grower in Georgia. He has about 100 acres in three different varieties on our place. His first peaches of the season, and his last of the season are on our place. We have "grazing rights.":D I usually take a little "flat latch protection" when I am grazing for defense against four-legged varmints, no-legged creepy crawlers, and two legged peach poachers.;)
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Blooms in the Spring . . .
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Late peaches, picked in August, but practically green. They were going north, and Yankees don't know any better than to eat green peaches, I guess.
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That is one beautiful sight!! The trees are unreal!!

I'm not a big peach eater...
But, I would bet your peaches would make an awesome brandy!?

Uh.. just wondering.
If a guy wanted to buy a "few" of your peaches...
what area of Georgia do you live?
 
Okay, back to the thread "you know you're in the South..."

1. When the girls carry knives in their bras. (No, I am not kidding.)
2. When you order a "Co' Cola" and nobody looks at you funny.
3. When the Civil War is known as "The War of Northern Aggression."
4. When 1/2" of snow shuts down the schools for at least three days because, after all, "the buses can't get to those kids out in the county."
5. When, when ordering iced tea, the question "Sweet?" is not only superfluous, but laughable.
6. When, if one is afflicted with diabetes, it is known as "sugar." As in, "I have sugar." (Also see # 5 above.)
7. When deer hunting season is the #1 cause of calls in "sick" to work.
8. When chatting up the person behind you in the grocery store line is "de rigeur," and not "nosy."
9. When "harvesting" a deer killed by a vehicle is not only legitimate (assuming one witnessed the event, and therefore knows how long the deceased has been...er...deceased) but is considered good stewardship of wildlife resources.
10. When "y'all" is used in the collective sense, and never in the singular.

I could go on.:)
I lived in Vermont for a spell. You can't get nothing done by anyone during whitetail rifle season. Some idiot once scheduled a sheep farming seminar just across the river in NH on Opening Day. My dad went because he had given up hunting, the presenter wondered where everyone was from VT. My dad told him he should have checked the calendar.

1/2" snow there doesn't even qualify as a "dusting". "Ayup" and "nope" were acceptable responses for almost any question. "Flatlanders" were anyone from CT or MA. "New resident" was anyone whose great-grandparents weren't born in the state. The two southernmost counties were known as the "banana belt" because they didn't often get snow until mid-November. "Tain't" season was the time between after the leaves had fallen and the ski resorts opened up-- restaurants that were usually filled with tourists offered special pricing so the locals could afford to eat there.

Cutting maple syrup with anything, especially corn syrup, was a capital crime (or it should have been). Being seen buying Aunt Jemima imitation syrup in the store would brand you for life as a Flatlander, even if your ancestors fought with the Green Mountain Boys.

And all real Vermonters knew that the state had been an independent nation for much longer than those upstarts in Texas.

:)
 
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Man, y'all are making me hungry with all this talk of pork BBQ, corn bread, biscuits, and fried chicken.

Host to guest- "Are you thirsty? Want a Coke?"

Guest- "Sure. What type do you have?"

Host- "Let's see... Coke, Sprite... uhhh, one Dr Pepper..."

It doesn't matter what it is, it is all "Coke!"
 
Okay, back to the thread "you know you're in the South..."

7. When deer hunting season is the #1 cause of calls in "sick" to work.

I could go on.:)

We close schools on the first day of deer season. Just say'in is all......
 
As much as I love the south, I can't eat grits no matter how hard I try. Oh, I can barely get them down if I load them with butter and sugar, but I figure that's not really eating grits now is it?

I love southern cooking, I even ate possum sausage and raccoon. Real southern women can cook something delicious out of anything they have on hand. ;)

I find it odd that all soda is called Coke. The waitress will ask "Y'all want Coke? What flavor?"

I'll take a Sprite please. :D

Up here it's pop. We drink pop.

We may stop someone and ask where the bubbler is. I have my kids do this when we travel so they can see the differences in language across this country.

We eat bakery for breakfast and brats for dinner. We eat hot-dish for supper as the last meal.

We have golden birthdays. Does anyone else celebrate a golden birthday? This may be very regional.

We played duck, duck, goose when we were kids.
 
Man, y'all are making me hungry with all this talk of pork BBQ, corn bread, biscuits, and fried chicken.

Host to guest- "Are you thirsty? Want a Coke?"

Guest- "Sure. What type do you have?"

Host- "Let's see... Coke, Sprite... uhhh, one Dr Pepper..."

It doesn't matter what it is, it is all "Coke!"
That happened down here a few years back. we were hunting and at the end back at the truck it went
"Hey Boudreaux( the guy's name was really Boudreaux)-you want a coke?"
"Yea"
"What kind?"
"Doctor Pepper"
I swear to Gawd! I about busted my gut laughing.
 
That happened down here a few years back. we were hunting and at the end back at the truck it went
"Hey Boudreaux( the guy's name was really Boudreaux)-you want a coke?"
"Yea"
"What kind?"
"Doctor Pepper"
I swear to Gawd! I about busted my gut laughing.

We had folks working on the farm who wanted me to bring them a "R'erC Co'Cola" when I went to town.

RC Cola (Royal Crown) for those of a northern persuasion.
 
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