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JLB is a perfect example of southern hospitality. I’ve never made it more than three or four strides across his threshold without being offered a soda and a snack.

Is Southern Indiana the south? I was close enough to the Ohio River and the banks of Kentucky that I could have dragged a body to it. I was once challenged by a guy there that what I was eating was something I probably don’t get much of from “up where ya’ll are from.” It was a fucking club sandwich! I told him we generally don’t eat anything we don’t run off a cliff first.

I will mention that often food posts make me hungry and start obsessing over what has been discussed. This is not one of those food posts. #wethenorth

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