I introduce this post with a quintessential Northern greeting compared to the ‘hey y’all’ many soothers greet people by.
That is not the only difference I had to realize when moving down south.
Along with the language differences, I also noticed food and meal differences.
Up north near Philadelphia, which is where I’m from, you can’t go a few miles without finding a place that sells cheesesteaks. Down here not so much.
Eating at Pat’s or Geno’s and deciding which steak shop is the best is one of the top things to check off your Northerner bucket list.
I prefer Pat’s because it doesn’t use Cheese Wiz, but that’s just me.
But what I do enjoy more than anything is the good ole southern home cooking. You can find it as much as finding a place that cooks cheesesteaks up north!
While on spring break, I went to a restaurant called Lamberts, which is a chain found across he country, but has the richest cooking there is.
Biscuits, fried okra, fried chicken and meatloaf. One of the best and worst meals I could ever eat.
But I enjoyed every bite.
Living in two completely different regions has opened me up to more than just different styles of cooking.
I’ve learned a lot about myself and what I enjoy and eating a good meal in the process is all I can ask for.