I dunno, Sampiro. I go to almost every home & away Georgia game, but my sis in law @ Auburn tells me that the Iron Bowl is a hate fest. That being said, UGA/UT has been a more important game of late.
There seem to be great grist mills all over the place here in Georgia, and in Alabama & NC. I used to have a list of them nearby, and I still try to buy all my grits from small producers.
My apologies, then, kaylasdad99. I must admit to having my back up a bit over this whole thing.
[del]I may have been reading kaylasdad99 differently than you. I saw no dickishness there.[/del]
Nevermind.
Um, I’m definitely a Yankee, and kinda resent the implication, since I certainly didn’t take away your flour, but I feel for you guys! I have never tried your flour but I am sure it must be quite delicious. I hope somebody who knows things about flour buys it up post-haste…I may not know the White Lily, but I get tired of the homogenization (is that the right word?) of things, too.
Around here it’s Wal-Mart. Stuff you used to be only able to get in Indian stores? Available at WalMart, commercially produced, and nowhere near as tasty. Etc.
My sympathies!
Hey, I didn’t mean to thread shit, honestly. But IMO Ogre is having a full-on hissy about something most people would consider pretty minor. Since when is disagreeing with the OP threadshitting in the Pit? Your parenthetical doesn’t make sense to me, BTW, no doubt intentionally.
I have deep respect for the South, though I don’t pretend to respect every aspect of its self-identified culture. But then I’m not required to love everything about it. I find “the South – love it or leave it!” rhetoric as tiresome as I find “America – love it or leave it!” rhetoric. And I said nothing about “backward locals,” though no doubt you wish I did.
I like it here, mostly, though even if I didn’t I wouldn’t fuck off just to accommodate you. I like most of the South, but I don’t like all of the South. I like most Southerners, but I don’t like all Southerners. I felt pretty much the same way about the North and Northerners when I lived up there. And I’ll be damned like I’m going to act like every regionalism or regional product should be dipped in solid gold and worshipped like a shrine, to be mourned eternally if it passes away. It’s flour, for fuck’s sake. You acknowlege you have your back up over this; surely it’s not that far of a jump to recognize others (like me) might think you’ve gone a little over the top about it.
Bless your heart, spoke-, I sure am.
LOL! 
Oh, I don’t think it is. I think the addition of
and
are unnecessary, rude, overgeneralizing, and obnoxious, however. But, you are right- this is the Pit and thus the place for it, so the term “thread shit” is hereby retracted through the sphincter of civility.
You said “when in Rome”. Rome, Georgia is a city most important as start of the Coosa River. Southern provincialism- joke.
Not in those words, perhaps, but some might interpret the seeming taking of pride in not giving a shit in our institutions or calling southerners hypocrites (albeit polite).
Ditto.
Fair enough. Don’t be surprised that if you get pissy about a source of regional pride that somebody doesn’t reposition the flow of said piss onto your ox-blood Doc Martens. To be honest I’ve never baked a biscuit in my life so it’s not that important to me, either, but I understand it is to others and so they’ve my sympathies; I wouldn’t give a damn if; on a personal level it wouldn’t affect me much if every cow in Montana got Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease except that I might have to pay a dime more for a Whopper, but I’d sympathize with those it did affect.
I do not lack perspective about this particular issue. I’ve already explained why White Lily is not just any ol’ regional specialty product, but I’ll do it again.
It has employed people with very specialized skills, doing very specialized work, in Knoxville’s city center for 125 years. That’s a long time. It has become a family tradition passed down among long-time WL millers. It’s somewhat akin to a wine-maker passing down his knowledge to his sons and daughters.
It’s been an economic staple of the city for over a century.
It was once considered such a precious resource that people saved it…they would not use it unless it was a very formal occasion, when you broke out the best dishes and wore your finest clothes.
In this way, it became a common referent for GENERATIONS of Southern cooks. My grandmother, who passed down her best cast iron to me (which had been in the family since well before the Civil War), would not deign to use any other type of corn meal in that pan. My grandfather, who was born in 1882, told me stories of carrying bags of White Lily flour by covered wagon from Georgia to Virginia. This was in the late 70’s, before he died. You can imagine why it might just possibly be an important thing, and I am far from the only person in the South with these kinds of stories. It also calls back days when the South was extremely poor and isolated, and red winter wheat was the ONLY wheat available to Southern cooks (why do you think corn meal became so important down here)? In lots of ways, the history of certain extremely Southern things IS family history, to millions of Southerners. It is a common cultural thread here, as much as Coca Cola is to the general American consciousness. If you can’t understand that, then I’d ask you simply admit that you don’t understand it, and move on with your life, rather than making ignorant comments like, “It’s flour, for fuck’s sake.”
Which brings me to this: it’s flour, but aside from all the cultural baggage, it is widely held, and not just by Southerners, to be the FINEST flour available, for many, many applications. People from other parts of the country order it (or are sent it) because there is a quantifiable, obvious difference between it and other flours. Why anyone would be so indifferent to the passing of an extremely high-quality product in favor of the same old mass-produced bullshit is beyond me.
Just ignore her. De gustibus and all that…
I do wonder what people would think if someone bought all the In N Out Burger joints in California and turned them into McDonald’s.
Or maybe if someone bought the Hadley fruit stand in Cabazon, CA and turned it into a Dairy Queen.
But even those are mild cases compared to White Lily.
De gustibus ain’t what it used to be.
It’s an old S.J. Perelman line.
Y’know, I’m not sure at what point merely stating a POV crosses the line to “taking pride” in it, but read it that way if you want. I also don’t like asparagus, and if that comes up in a thread no doubt you’ll infer me as taking pride in my asparagus aversion as well. But make no mistake: There are certain of “your institutions” I DON’T give a shit about. But go on and get your prideful Southern back up if you want; God knows anyone who doesn’t mourn the closing of every Jim-Bob’s cracker company must be an Dixie-hating elitist, right?
Because it’s flour. It may be flour nirvana, the sweet acme of flour evolution, but it’s still just flour. Feel free to slam me when my own personal ox is gored but surely it isn’t actually beyond you to see some people honestly would be indifferent to this. So, yeah, ignore me if you want, but “it’s flour, for fuck’s sake” is a perfectly legitimate – and not ignorant – response to a thread that is IMO kinda OTT.
ETA: And that said, I will respect your request and exit stage right. I think my position has been made clear, and I honestly am not interested in further interrupting your mourning.
You’re making yourself look like a fool. You obviously don’t understand why it’s important, and you will obviously never understand. When you can’t understand something, you either 1) work at gaining the necessary knowledge to comprehend it, 2) admit you don’t get it, or 3) make loud, braying noises attempting to fake some sort of knowledge. It’s like the uber-conservative talking head who got destroyed by Tim Russert a few weeks ago: he kept howling about Obama being “an appeaser, just like Neville Chamberlain,” when he clearly had no idea what the fuck he was talking about.
You clearly have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about, and you refuse to be educated.
Well, some people would freak out, I don’t doubt. There’s always someone willing to freak out over any little thing. But a good number of us Californians would just be thinking, “They just turned one fast food chain into a somewhat lower quality fast food chain. Who gives a shit?”
But, like you said, that’s probably not really comparable to White Lily, which (according to those who used it) was an actual quality product, wheras In’N’Out is merely a superior brand of crap.
Chris Matthews, wasn’t it?
Jodi, I’d be honored to make you some White Lily biscuits sometime and hope you’ll grace the meal with some good Montana preserves of your choosing. 'Till then…
Ferk. Chris Matthews. My bad.
Oh, is that all that’s botherin’ ya, sugar? Then I can help you free gratis. That particular point is “Nobody gives a damn or asked what your POV is” axis intersects with “POV expressed gracelessly and rudely” axis. A point on either of those axises in and of itself would just be a point, but at the intersection it’s “taking pride in” rudeness.
Damn, that’s just weird. Even with Hollondaise?
If the thread was about “Damn Canadians have bought and closed the centuries old New Jersey asparagus farms and moved the farming to Mexico” and your POV was to say “I don’t give a shit about asparagus and it irks me having to pretend to”, yeah I probably would.
You probably just haven’t been in the right institution. You’re young yet.
Actually I’m not the one who usually arches his back, and it doesn’t particularly matter if the other one is Southern or not so long as… oh, sorry, misinterpreted your inference.
Well, you did just refer to every company owned by a Jim-Bob as owned by crackers, but be that as it may, sometimes a seeming Dixie-hating elitist is just a malcontent mannerless bitch. Sweet 'tater, sweet po-tahto, let’s call the whole thing off.
Considering that my own mother refuses to set foot in Marshall Fields now that they turned it into a Macys, and I cringe a little every time I pass the store, I can see why you’re upset at the ending of a cultural institution. I really can. I was seriously pissed when they changed that sign, and damn it, Macys is NOT Marshall Fields and now their Christmas windows suck ass and I’m really irritated that my daughter won’t ever get to see the amazing sights I did as a kid or taste the fresh made mints inside. I get anger at homogenization, I really really do.
It’s your frothing vitriol aimed at “Yankees” that makes me wonder if you might want to switch to the decaf.
When I saw the thread title, I assumed you were making a pop culture reference for the purpose of a snappy title (you know, Damn Yankees), but there’s seriously more hate being spewed in this thread than in the last dozen political threads combined, and some of it coming from Dopers I really admire. Fuck.
shakes head and backs out slowly
Okay, I promised to leave, but not so long as you keep yapping at me. Regarding your last: It is a fallacy to assume that everyone who does not agree with your position does not understand it. There hasn’t been a failure of communication here; there hasn’t been a missed opportunity for education; there hasn’t been some lack of comprehension on my part regarding the importance of flour. You’re being a bit of a hysterical twit over this, and you’re not going to be able to educate me out of that opinion.
I quite obviously NEVER said this. You can spin my words however you like so long as you do not cross the line into clear dishonesty about them. When you do, you can expect me to correct you, every time.
Takes one to know one, “sugar.”