Where I'm from......

[Duchess]

Where I come from, many of the streets downtown are made of cobblestone..

[paposeco]

Originally Posted by Duchess

Where I come from, many of the streets downtown are made of cobblestone..

Same here, coblestones and Varandas

[Guy]

You have to make a right to make a left!

Home of the jug handle

[lipstixgal]

Where I'm from is NJ where diners are plentiful and the streets are crowded with traffic all the time. but there's beaches like an hour away and NYC about 45 minutes away and some say its pretty!!

[Blade]

Where I come from we have a boll weevil festival...chuckling...yeah I know....

[Bit]

Where I'm from now, the city encourages really strong neighborhood associations, and city council members--even the mayor--sometimes have lots of experience on the most local level, the neighborhood, before they run for office. Even county officials sometimes start out this way. It seems to make the city more responsive to residents' concerns, although things still don't always go the way residents wish them to.

Still, the neighborhoods are given enough respect that the Mayor and the head of the county commissioners both declared yesterday "Neighborhood University Day" in honor of the neighborhood associations and WIN, the overall non-profit that most of the associations are incorporated under. WIN sponsors Neighborhood University each year, with lots of workshops about evevrything from how to start a community garden to how to prevent crime, how to start a newsletter to how to deal with gangs, how to find the best healthcare to how to run effective neighborhood meetings. It's really a wonderful opportunity.

[morningstar55]

[Tcountry]

[Hack]

Where I am from, you are either going "up north" or "downstate." You are either a "Yooper" (live in the Upper Peninsula or U.P. or Yoop, thus Yooper) or a "troll" (because you live in the Lower Peninsula, below the Mackinac Bridge, thus you live under the bridge and are a troll). We call tourists in the northern part of the state "fudgies" because they often frequent the many fudge shops. You often use your right hand as a map of half the state and point to where you are from, if you were born in the Lower Peninsula. You can kind of use your left hand as the Upper Peninsula. Where I am from (northern Michigan), most schools close on the opening day of deer hunting season because so many teachers and students call in sick so they can go hunting. Where I am from, it can snow as early as October and as late as April or May. Where I am from, Canadian coins are accepted as change and given as change just like American coins, except for the Loonie...we don't take the Loonie. Where I am from, you either eat your coney dogs Flint style or Detroit style. And always with mustard and onions. In fact, that's the only time I put mustard on a hotdog.

Where I am from, my little hometown on the shores of Lake Huron, it is not unusual to hear a little Polish at a certain butcher shop because the butcher knows Polish to talk to some of the older customers, some of whom still feel more comfortable talking what they grew up talking (Polish). So, you sometimes hear "Dzien dobry" in the morning. In my hometown, there is a restaurant attached to the bowling alley (hey, the population is only 4500) that usually serves an all-Polish food buffet on Thursdays. All you can eat - $6, and that includes the duck blood soup. In my hometown, people buy their meats at the butcher, not at the grocery market. And there are two outstanding butcher shops for such a small town. In my hometown, there was a radio program every Saturday morning on the local radio station that was dedicated to playing Polish folk music and polkas for two hours. The man who hosted it recently died, so I think the show will die too...and that makes me sad. In my hometown, there are essentially two churches -- Catholic and Lutheran. My town is almost evenly divided between the churches and between Polish and German ancestry (I am half and half). On Christmas Eve, the Catholic Church has a 6 p.m. Mass and the schoolchildren from the Catholic school sing Christmas carols in Polish and the little old Polish ladies (who still wear scarves or kerchiefs on their heads at church) sing along in Polish too.

Fun thread.

[CrankyOldGuy]

Originally Posted by Hack

Where I am from, you are either going "up north" or "downstate." You are either a "Yooper" (live in the Upper Peninsula or U.P. or Yoop, thus Yooper) or a "troll" (because you live in the Lower Peninsula, below the Mackinac Bridge, thus you live under the bridge and are a troll). We call tourists in the northern part of the state "fudgies" because they often frequent the many fudge shops. You often use your right hand as a map of half the state and point to where you are from, if you were born in the Lower Peninsula. You can kind of use your left hand as the Upper Peninsula. Where I am from (northern Michigan), most schools close on the opening day of deer hunting season because so many teachers and students call in sick so they can go hunting. Where I am from, it can snow as early as October and as late as April or May. Where I am from, Canadian coins are accepted as change and given as change just like American coins, except for the Loonie...we don't take the Loonie. Where I am from, you either eat your coney dogs Flint style or Detroit style. And always with mustard and onions. In fact, that's the only time I put mustard on a hotdog.

Where I am from, my little hometown on the shores of Lake Huron, it is not unusual to hear a little Polish at a certain butcher shop because the butcher knows Polish to talk to some of the older customers, some of whom still feel more comfortable talking what they grew up talking (Polish). So, you sometimes hear "Dzien dobry" in the morning. In my hometown, there is a restaurant attached to the bowling alley (hey, the population is only 4500) that usually serves an all-Polish food buffet on Thursdays. All you can eat - $6, and that includes the duck blood soup. In my hometown, people buy their meats at the butcher, not at the grocery market. And there are two outstanding butcher shops for such a small town. In my hometown, there was a radio program every Saturday morning on the local radio station that was dedicated to playing Polish folk music and polkas for two hours. The man who hosted it recently died, so I think the show will die too...and that makes me sad. In my hometown, there are essentially two churches -- Catholic and Lutheran. My town is almost evenly divided between the churches and between Polish and German ancestry (I am half and half). On Christmas Eve, the Catholic Church has a 6 p.m. Mass and the schoolchildren from the Catholic school sing Christmas carols in Polish and the little old Polish ladies (who still wear scarves or kerchiefs on their heads at church) sing along in Polish too.

Fun thread.

i love a good pierogi

[StillettoDoll]

I come from a town called Sugar Land, Texas. I was actually born about a mile from where i live now.In a very small 8 room hospital that still stands to this day. We have a sugar refinary here that closed down about 5 yrs ago built in 1853. now there making it into a museum. there use to be sugar plantations here too. There was nothing out here when i went to school , lots of cows and cotton fields mostly and a 1 screen movie house (torn down about 10yrs ago), oh and a few prisons.There was less than 4,000 that live here. Now there is mostly master plan communities all the fields are gone to big homes....
We have lots of big hospitals now. It really changed
80,000 live here now

[Soft*Silver]

I make GREAT perogi's...and we say it with an H sound for the g, not a hard G sound...

Originally Posted by CrankyOldGuy

i love a good pierogi

[WolfyOne]

When I first saw the title of this thread all I could think of is........

................from my mother and that's where I'm from

I'll be back at a later date to post again
When I return, it'll be as a grown up

[waxnrope]

Originally Posted by theoddz

LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!!

Corn bread is cooked in a cast iron skillet, has a crunchy bottom and is really really tasty when "cracklin'" (little bits of crispy bacon) is added. Some people like to add jalepenos, but I'm not too fond of spicy things, myself....except women.

Cheers to you, Southern Lady!!!

~Theo~ .....proud to be Southern.

Many Cajuns and Southern black folk like their cornbread sweet, and it ain't out of the package when they make it. Just saying.

Um, I love a crunchy bottom

[Laerkin]

Where I come from...

...my high school principal surfed every morning before school. He drove an old yellow VW Bug and rode around with the board on top - in case the swells were awesome enough to head back after work.

...Christmas is a time for flip flops and a thin sweater, Christmas lights wrapped around palm trees, and snow is something you see only see on TV.

...cutting school meant racing to the beach for a day of seeing and being seen.

...everyone got a brand new car for their 16th birthday - usually a convertible (except for the handful of us that were middle-class - I got a used 1984 Cavalier in yellow with solid black vinyl interior).

...it's called a freeway (not a highway), it's called "THE 5" or "THE 15" when referring to said freeway, and no matter how much you resist - a touch of Valley Girl sneaks into your speech.

...Round Table Pizza, hole-in-the-wall Mexican joints, In-n-Out burger, and sun-baked unsweetened iced tea are a staple of survival.

...everyone thinks it a liberal place but it's actually very conservative in an odd way.

...kids in high school frequently get plastic surgery as birthday and graduation presents from their parents, looks are more important than skill or intelligence (though those are valued, too, if you're lucky enough to be blessed with both), and education is the highest standard (I was lucky in this way).

...people are nice, everyone is relaxed and social, and the speed is much more chill than my current location on the East Coast.

[WolfyOne]

Where I'm from the northsiders clash with the southsiders when it comes to baseball

Growing up gunshots and gangs weren't the main topic of conversation like it is today
Kids were safe to play outside without fear
You knew you better run home when the church bells rang or you'd miss dinner


Where I'm at now is much more peaceful
If you forget to lock your door at night, no one breaks in
I don't see graffiti all over the walls of buildings
Your neighbors to each side of you and across the street want to know you

[PearlsNLace]

Where I come from what on the bar b que and at the road side stands is Tri-tip. If your not from there, you can google it. But warning, if your a carnivore, it will make you drool. Yes, Darling, its better even than bacon.

Where I come from its not hard to find a farmer who will let you do the after-pickins- its the picking that happens after the commercial picking is done. This means free food for canning, eating, baking, jelly-ing and can be the answer to a prayer if your not afraid of bees, hard work, and heat.

Where I come from a month of 110+ heat that sucks the life right out of your lungs is ok, cause at least its not 120.

Where I come from your 2 to 4 hours from every where ELSE you want to be, and not where anyone really WANTS to be.

Where I come from the languages and cultures collide with such diversity that if we are not trying to kill each other, then we are trying to sell our food to each other. Its not exactly tolerance, but it IS commerce.

[Jess]

The county cultural fair will include a ( drumroll) TRACTOR PULL! Ok, so I know tractor pulls have been around forever, but I have to admit ( imagine my redneck shame) to never having been to one. So, I am a little excited to drive the wife and boy up in my big ass ugly truck, grab a funnel cake and watch some tractors blow up.

Where I'm from, we get our local news/ gossip from a tiny radio station WHEO 1270 on yer AM dial! I listen to it while playing taxi mornings and afternoons just to punish the boy for making me do it.. LOL! I can find out who has gotten married, arrested, had a birthday, died, or made any land purchases. I can also find out about "stink bugs" also known as "assasin beetles" or holistic colon hydrotherapy or which quilting patterns are family " crests" or heirloom patterns from some of the local visitor spots. When I catch it at one of the three daily slots ( which I still have yet to get the times down), I can hear who needs what or who has what to sell on the Swap Shop. WOHOOO! On any given day I could purchase blue healer/ shitzu/yorkie/poodle mix pups, a few quarts of berries for canning/ freezing, some old video games, or a junked car.

Sprinkled between the talk segments is some of the oddest most eclectic music ever. Old timey gospel/ bluegrass/ Lynard Skynard/ Frank Sinatra.. hell, I even heard them playing Hendrix one day!

Thanks for all the stories of where you all are from... it definitely makes me look more closely at "Home".

[Blade]

Where I'm from, you better plan an inside gathering for Thanksgiving if your home is near a soybean field, cuz they cut the beans then spread the chicken shit and let it sit a few weeks and get rained on and then plant the winter wheat. SO depending on when the beans were planted ya gonna smell chicken shit either at Thanksgiving or Christmas

[Jess]

Originally Posted by Blade

Where I'm from, you better plan an inside gathering for Thanksgiving if your home is near a soybean field, cuz they cut the beans then spread the chicken shit and let it sit a few weeks and get rained on and then plant the winter wheat. SO depending on when the beans were planted ya gonna smell chicken shit either at Thanksgiving or Christmas

Hey! AT least it's just chicken poo there! The plantation I used to live on would spread cow manure in the late fall for years. Then, in the last two years I lived out there, they started using a bio- engineered "recycled".. product from human waste facilities. You wanna talk about stench!

It may just be me, but for some reason the use of anything containing human by product in food grain production reallllllllly bothers me. It's like using human ( or sea bass) DNA in tomato production.. wtf???

Dude, if it gets too bad ya'll come up here for Thanksgiving! Bring da pups and we'll chow down poop free! Can't promise an exploding deep fried turkey, but we can usually pull together a decent spread!