True Fact Tuesday

I am Southern through and through. Born in the South, raised in the South, never plan to leave the South. I was born in Knoxville, TN, and you know when your school's fight song ("Rocky Top," natch) is about making moonshine in the Great Smoky Mountains, you're Southern. All of that said, though, I HATE tea, and I really only mildly tolerate biscuits, both of which are Southern staples, obvs.

When I say "hate" tea, I mean loathe, despise, can't stand the taste or scent of tea. I've tried it hot, cold, sweetened, unsweetened, green, chai, lemony, not lemony... it doesn't do it for me. In fact, that only thing it actually "does" for me is get my gag reflex a-goin'.

As for biscuits, um, no thank you. I love carbs. Adore them. Would take a bath in a big tub of carbs. But biscuits are one that I could easily pass up. I prefer them a day old (please not warm) with some honey. I also like my McNuggets with honey; of course, I can also avoid McNuggets easily. I guess that doesn't say much for honey working as a condiment, now does it?

I guess I'll just stick to my one saving Southern grace. Hushpuppies. I would eat 8,000,002 in one sitting if given the chance. Served hot with honey butter, please.





Notice I had to change the title to "True Fact Tuesday," since this isn't a story. This post is a pretty terrible representation of True Story Tuesday. I will try to make up for it later.