That being said, there are some major things that make me a terrible Southerner...
- I won't drink tea. Sweet or unsweet, ice or no ice...it's disgusting. Of course (like a good Southern lady), I can pretend to like it and politely sip if it's the only option at a bridal shower or something, but ugh...just yuck.
- I despise bacon. I know, I know...but seriously, even the smell grosses me out.
- Apple pie? Disgusting. Really, in my opinion, all pie is gross except the chocolate fudge pie I make. And really the main reason I like that is because it's a lot like fudge (delicious) in a graham cracker crust, not a traditional pie crust.
- You won't ever catch me hanging out in the woods. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the beautiful Earth God gave us, and I can take a day at the farm to visit some animals, but you'll most likely never catch me living too far away from a Target or going hunting. Basically, if something happens and we have to suddenly survive on our own out in the woods, I'll probably just immediately stop living.
*I just made up the Council of Southern Living. I don't think it's a real thing, but now I'm thinking it should be.