So true. Or at least it used to be. I was the source of much amusement to my more sophisticated New York friends when I tried to order iced tea at restaurants.

But times have changed. It's safe now. But now they have done away with delis--okay, not really. But I will always have fond memories of the pseudo-delis, the ones that served office workers, cheese on a half hero, or if you had just been paid and were flush with funds, some meat on a half hero, along with Coke and chips (never call them potato chips up Nawth).

In starting this thread, I was thinking of a southerner facing a lamb chop--even starving, I'm not sure many of us could manage that more than a few times--or a northerner facing fried catfish. You wouldn't even have to hear the accents, let alone the glum expressions, before.you.just.knew.