Where can I hear that lovely southern accent?
Jun 29th, 2005, 05:23 PM
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The Yankee I know was born and raised and lived in NYC all his life...except for the spells where he lived in London and Paris & Rome and a brief spell in India.
He will always be a New Yorker wherever he lives, he is my Yankee.
He will always be a New Yorker wherever he lives, he is my Yankee.
Jun 29th, 2005, 05:50 PM
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I've also only heard it referred to as from New england but I know it's used for anywhere along the East.
a person from the New England colonies. There are at least three notions as to the origin of this term. One is that it came from the nicknames given to Dutch sailors, Janke (little Jan) or Jan Kees (a generic name such as our present day John Doe), who visited the New England ports in the late 1600s and throughout the 1700s. A second possibility is that the word is adapted from the assumed Indian pronunciation of English, Yengleesh. Yet another story reported in the Virginia Gazette, June 10, 1775, is that the original colonists in New England had little
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a person from the New England colonies. There are at least three notions as to the origin of this term. One is that it came from the nicknames given to Dutch sailors, Janke (little Jan) or Jan Kees (a generic name such as our present day John Doe), who visited the New England ports in the late 1600s and throughout the 1700s. A second possibility is that the word is adapted from the assumed Indian pronunciation of English, Yengleesh. Yet another story reported in the Virginia Gazette, June 10, 1775, is that the original colonists in New England had little
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Jun 29th, 2005, 06:02 PM
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It depends on the individual Southerner. My brother in law's mother has lived for decades in Syracuse, NY and she is from SC, and still has the Southern accent. Yes people speak with that drawl and it starts as far north as WV.
Jun 29th, 2005, 06:12 PM
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Sorry to disagree and the definitions are interesting and all, but...
if you are down here and you are talking with an accent that doesn't sound Southern, you are a Yankee.
Also, you are not a native of a county unless you were born there. An obituary for a woman in her 80's noted that she was not a native given that she moved into the county at 9 months old!
if you are down here and you are talking with an accent that doesn't sound Southern, you are a Yankee.
Also, you are not a native of a county unless you were born there. An obituary for a woman in her 80's noted that she was not a native given that she moved into the county at 9 months old!
Jun 29th, 2005, 06:13 PM
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Sorry to disagree and the definitions are interesting and all, but...
if you are down here and you are talking with an accent that doesn't sound Southern indicating you are from north of the Mason-Dixon line, you are a Yankee.
Also, you are not a native of a county unless you were born there. An obituary for a woman in her 80's noted that she was not a native given that she moved into the county at 9 months old!
if you are down here and you are talking with an accent that doesn't sound Southern indicating you are from north of the Mason-Dixon line, you are a Yankee.
Also, you are not a native of a county unless you were born there. An obituary for a woman in her 80's noted that she was not a native given that she moved into the county at 9 months old!
Jun 29th, 2005, 06:25 PM
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Damn Scandinavian Yankee here (honest, that's what the neighbors call me), loves boiled peanuts, fresh from the cooker at my favorite SC auction! Addictive. So make that a party of 2.
A friend offered to give me a tour of Social Circle on my first trip to Atlanta many years ago. "The square was built around a whale." Every time I drive through now, I keep looking, but he still is nowhere to be seen.
Once worked with customer service in PA, and had to get our Texas plant manager to translate a voice mail message from a delightful but absolutely incomprehensible Jewish Houstonian. These days, I do better, as long as the Southern speak is done WITH teeth in place.
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A friend offered to give me a tour of Social Circle on my first trip to Atlanta many years ago. "The square was built around a whale." Every time I drive through now, I keep looking, but he still is nowhere to be seen.
Once worked with customer service in PA, and had to get our Texas plant manager to translate a voice mail message from a delightful but absolutely incomprehensible Jewish Houstonian. These days, I do better, as long as the Southern speak is done WITH teeth in place.
B/
Dec 22nd, 2005, 11:23 AM
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I just came across this thread and thought it was so cute! 
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I can't believe I missed it. Everyone was so nice.
Reading about the bawled peanuts made me remember a funny encounter that happened when I lived at Wrightsville Beach. (I am from Wilmington.)
I love bawled, (or bold or biled - depending on where in the South you are from) peanuts and make them a few times a year. I also like to buy them from roadside stands - but only if they are sold out of the back of an old pickup truck and packed in a small brown paper bag that is stapled shut, and by a farmer who has some kind of tobacco product in his mouth.
Anyway... I had spent the day at the beach, and I had raw green peanuts at home just waiting for bawling. I took my large empty Tupperware container out of my cooler and proceeded down to the water to fill it with ocean water.
When I got back up to the chair, a couple walked up to me, and in a decidely-not-Southern accent, the lady asked me what I was going to do with the seawater.
I replied, "well, ahm fixin' to take it on home and bile me up some peanuts." (I liked to use seawater to make my boiled peanuts when I lived at the beach. Now that I am "inland" I just use plain old salt and tapwater...)
"Oh," they replied. "OK. Well. All right."
People who don't like boiled peanuts are missing out on one of the great joys of life.
gt;I can't believe I missed it. Everyone was so nice.
Reading about the bawled peanuts made me remember a funny encounter that happened when I lived at Wrightsville Beach. (I am from Wilmington.)
I love bawled, (or bold or biled - depending on where in the South you are from) peanuts and make them a few times a year. I also like to buy them from roadside stands - but only if they are sold out of the back of an old pickup truck and packed in a small brown paper bag that is stapled shut, and by a farmer who has some kind of tobacco product in his mouth.
Anyway... I had spent the day at the beach, and I had raw green peanuts at home just waiting for bawling. I took my large empty Tupperware container out of my cooler and proceeded down to the water to fill it with ocean water.
When I got back up to the chair, a couple walked up to me, and in a decidely-not-Southern accent, the lady asked me what I was going to do with the seawater.
I replied, "well, ahm fixin' to take it on home and bile me up some peanuts." (I liked to use seawater to make my boiled peanuts when I lived at the beach. Now that I am "inland" I just use plain old salt and tapwater...)
"Oh," they replied. "OK. Well. All right."
People who don't like boiled peanuts are missing out on one of the great joys of life.
Dec 23rd, 2005, 08:58 AM
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Byrd; I had the same college experience in Birminham (hail from Mobile, but actually a "native" of LA, seeing how I was born there.Ha!). Funny thing is, after it's pointed out to you, you hear it in yourself and your relatives as well!
My 26 yo son is full of contradictions: He has ALWAYS aspired to live in NYC ( Lord willing, he graduates in May, and I guess we'll find out!), he trashes the south at every opportunity, but he's about the biggest UA fan I've EVER encountered (and I've seen some BIG ones!), and he absolutely LOVES boiled peanuts! We live in 'peanut country', so he has us bring him a cooler full every time we visit, or he fills up one while he's here! I've seen him eat them 3 days straight! He is a connoisseur and won't eat them if they are too 'mature'.
And FYI, you can eat them raw, they are good, but may give you the tummy ache if you eat too many!
Belle
My 26 yo son is full of contradictions: He has ALWAYS aspired to live in NYC ( Lord willing, he graduates in May, and I guess we'll find out!), he trashes the south at every opportunity, but he's about the biggest UA fan I've EVER encountered (and I've seen some BIG ones!), and he absolutely LOVES boiled peanuts! We live in 'peanut country', so he has us bring him a cooler full every time we visit, or he fills up one while he's here! I've seen him eat them 3 days straight! He is a connoisseur and won't eat them if they are too 'mature'.
And FYI, you can eat them raw, they are good, but may give you the tummy ache if you eat too many!
Belle
Dec 24th, 2005, 07:56 AM
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What a lovely thread. 
I grew up just outside Atlanta, my mom and dad are from S.C., and I've lived around, so I have a "hybrid" accent now. But nothin' reminds me of home like a lovely Southern accent. And boiled peanuts. ;-)
I grew up just outside Atlanta, my mom and dad are from S.C., and I've lived around, so I have a "hybrid" accent now. But nothin' reminds me of home like a lovely Southern accent. And boiled peanuts. ;-)
Dec 24th, 2005, 11:36 AM
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How great this thread came back! I missed the later discussion about shaking peanuts around in your hand. That was a common movement in the South when I was growing up, but for the life of me, I cannot remember why we did it. It could have been to spread the saltiness of the "salty peanuts" around. I remember having to slap my palms together afterwards, to dust off the salt.
But here's an oddball one from the Old South: Did you used to pour a "sack" of salty peanutes down the neck of your Coke or Pepsi? Fizz it up a bit, and chug a lug.... Wow, that WAS good.
Wouldn't do it today, but my wife would. In a heartbeat.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Jim
But here's an oddball one from the Old South: Did you used to pour a "sack" of salty peanutes down the neck of your Coke or Pepsi? Fizz it up a bit, and chug a lug.... Wow, that WAS good.
Wouldn't do it today, but my wife would. In a heartbeat.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Jim
Dec 24th, 2005, 04:30 PM
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Twenty years ago, I moved from Wilmington, NC to Lumberton, NC and I had a horse.
I had to find somewhere to keep my horse, and the place I picked was owned by a tobacco farmer who was also a horse trader. (He is still living - Lawrence Jones.)
Every weekend, he and his cronies would sit out on an old church pew in front of the barn and wait for the "tire-kickers" to come look at his stock.
I would ride my horse around while he would yell out, "give him more leg" or "don't let him drop his shoulder like that!"
Lawrence and all of his friends would spit out their chaws along about ten, and he'd go up to the house and get them all cold Co-colas and Lance peanuts in cellophane packages.
(Some chose cheese Nabs.)
Open went the peanut packages, and into the Co-colas went the peanuts. (Not all at once, but judiciously dispensed.)
So, for the rest of the morning, he would yell my instructions through a mouthful of cola and peanuts.
Thanks, Jim, for bringing back a favorite memory.
(I have lots of "RC Cola and Moon Pie" memories too!
I had to find somewhere to keep my horse, and the place I picked was owned by a tobacco farmer who was also a horse trader. (He is still living - Lawrence Jones.)
Every weekend, he and his cronies would sit out on an old church pew in front of the barn and wait for the "tire-kickers" to come look at his stock.
I would ride my horse around while he would yell out, "give him more leg" or "don't let him drop his shoulder like that!"
Lawrence and all of his friends would spit out their chaws along about ten, and he'd go up to the house and get them all cold Co-colas and Lance peanuts in cellophane packages.
(Some chose cheese Nabs.)
Open went the peanut packages, and into the Co-colas went the peanuts. (Not all at once, but judiciously dispensed.)
So, for the rest of the morning, he would yell my instructions through a mouthful of cola and peanuts.
Thanks, Jim, for bringing back a favorite memory.
(I have lots of "RC Cola and Moon Pie" memories too!
Dec 25th, 2005, 03:04 PM
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Scarlett: My sweet Grandma (called 'Momo') introduced us to the peanuts in the coke idea, so it was 'special', definitely not considered 'ruining a good coke'! Although, we only did it at her or our other grandma's house.
I think the foamy fizz was the draw...consider it a cheap alternative to champagne, lol! ...just fun!
When we were really small, she'd wash the top, poke a hole in it with an ice pick, and we'd 'suck' out the coke. We thought this was fun too! Although, now that I'm an adult, I think it was a smart way of making the coke entertain us longer and with less spills!
Belle
I think the foamy fizz was the draw...consider it a cheap alternative to champagne, lol! ...just fun!
When we were really small, she'd wash the top, poke a hole in it with an ice pick, and we'd 'suck' out the coke. We thought this was fun too! Although, now that I'm an adult, I think it was a smart way of making the coke entertain us longer and with less spills!
Belle
Dec 25th, 2005, 03:10 PM
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LOl, Belle, you have that right, Grandmas are the tops when it comes to entertaining the kids .. and giving us great memories
I guess I was that misfit Southern child that was not crazy about peanuts to begin with, even though my grandfather had them growing in the fields. Or maybe that was why, all those peanuts!!
Now if we are talking about peanuts covered with Chocolate........
I guess I was that misfit Southern child that was not crazy about peanuts to begin with, even though my grandfather had them growing in the fields. Or maybe that was why, all those peanuts!!
Now if we are talking about peanuts covered with Chocolate........
Dec 26th, 2005, 10:27 AM
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Scarlett: I'm not a huge fan either but enjoy them once in awhile.
I much prefer pecans...which bring back more memories (the other grandma's house this time) of picking them up for hours...I loved it!...I think if I'd had been a Bible character, I'd have been Ruth, the gleaner! But the old back won't take that sort of thing any more!
Now, I buy them picked and shelled!
Belle
I much prefer pecans...which bring back more memories (the other grandma's house this time) of picking them up for hours...I loved it!...I think if I'd had been a Bible character, I'd have been Ruth, the gleaner! But the old back won't take that sort of thing any more!
Now, I buy them picked and shelled!
Belle
