Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Man, we need a new post. This is sad.

Just getting back from the UK, I’m reflecting a bit on the Brit view of the U.S. of A. What I found really interesting: the responses I got when people found out I was from Michigan.

I got the typical—

Guy at Oxfam (the “UK Goodwill”): “Heard you get blizzards.”


Conference attendee (w/ some knowledge of W. Michigan): “So you live with the Dutch Mafia?”


I’m still puzzled over the following—

Server at the carvery: “Oh, I lived in Minnesota for eight years . . . Only place in America I liked.”


Because we all know Michigan is so incredibly not like Minnesota. You can read about carveries here.

And here’s my favorite—

Church Rector at St. Edward’s: “Oh, do you know Sufjan Stevens?”

2 Comments:

Blogger Eliza said...

I'm pretty sure I married into the Dutch mafia.

It's actually cooler than it sounds.

8:26 PM

 
Blogger Evenland said...

kingly meals at those carveries. i smack and drool in the memory of one topped off with summer pudding at a county pub called The Slap Up in Cambridgeshire.

Minnesota venison beats Michigan venison any day, see? The carver does pine for the Prairie fauna.

5:05 AM

 

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