Though I've only moved 2 hours south, I have somehow been labeled the Yankee around these parts. Sometimes, I think they believe I hail from Boston or something. I don't think I'm what one would view as way northern (even though when I get loud and mouthy, northern always enters the convo..."there's her Northern coming out") no, just a tried and true Hoosier is what I would label me!
Earlier in the week, I was invited to brunch at LeAnn's house, which was very nice!! But I do admit, it made me feel very southern. I know I've done brunch up in the Holy Lands, but it just felt different this time.
We each brought something to eat, while LeAnn provided food for the children, drinks, and of course her home. I decided to do it up right, and show them that this Yankee knows how to make monkey bread. Anything that is dough covered in sugar, cinnamon, brown sugar, and 2! stick of butter, can't be bad, right? And I would say, it was like the end of the Civil War, no longer North versus South, just sisters, united by good monkey bread goodness.
Oh, and GO HOOSIERS!!!!!!! :-)