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shakran, oh yeah. i'm positive. i've got enough other purely southern traits, trust me. i mean, what's more southern than grease and fried food? two weekends ago, i went the Beacon Drive-In in Spartanburg SC, and had a double chili cheeseburger-a-plenty, all the way. i ate everything in the box, including all the ketchup in the packets. yes, i thought i was going to die. yes, i was amazing. if you've never been to the beacon, think the varsity in atlanta. i will have to say that the guys in the midwest make a mean pizza. i've had 'em from all over, and papa del's in champaign, illinois is the best i've had thus far.
damn it, i'm sitting here having vegetable soup and pickles, and all that's on my mind is montrously sized portions of extremely decadent food.
but yeah, i can't help you with the collards - my uncle eats them by the bushel. just the smell of them makes me want to cry.
and cream of wheat + butter (plus, of course, sausage and/or scrambled egg mixed right in) equals a little bit of heaven early in the morning. and to think i drove past chic-fil-a on the way in. what was i thinking?
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