And then there are other things.
Things that can only happen in the south.
I present, for your viewing pleasure, the first of two Southern Experiences for you today.
(1) As if the door latch was not enough, of course the man driving the truck is wearing camouflage. Because that's what we do here. I'm guessing he's either got (a) a glass of sweet tea in his cup holder, or (b) a hushpuppy rolling around on the passenger side.
(2) Brown Sugar Pound Cake. Trust me, you don't want to miss out on this. Yes, there is a good deal of butter, sugar, and more sugar in this cake. And yes, it makes a ridiculous amount of cake, which might not seem necessary. Take no head to that thought - it is most definitely necessary.
The recipe for this cake is from the Southern Living Christmas Cookbook that my Grandma got for me the first Christmas I lived south of the Mason/Dixon. It's so so so good. Especially the top, and extra especially after the first day. Chewy and sweet, sweet, sweet.
Sugar is Sweet, and so are you,