August 30, 2005
You know you're from Cincinnati when...

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You Know You're From Cincinnati When...

Your idea of a three-way is chilli over spaghetti topped with cheddar.

 

You know what goetta is - and you've eaten it

 

You hate Cleveland, but you don't know why, and you've never been there.

 

You think Pete Rose and Marge Schott were railroaded

 

You say "Please?" instead of "Excuse me?"

 

You think Northern Kentucky is part of Ohio

 

You've been to California, Wyoming, Coney Island, and Over-the-Rhine in one day

 

There are less than 100 murders a year, and you still think you're in Detroit

 

You think Dayton is a Third World country

 

What groundhog? It's the St. Patrick's Day parade leprechaun that forecasts how much longer winter will last.

 

Losing football teams draw more fans than winning baseball teams.

 

Indiana is about 20 miles away, but it takes about four hours to get there.

 

 It's too cold in the winter, and too hot and humid in the summer, to ever stay outside for very long.

 

You drive to Columbus or Louisville to avoid the prices at the Cincinnati airport.

 

Tourists still flock downtown to catch a glimpse of cast members from "WKRP," even though the show hasn't aired on network television since 1984, and the show was filmed in LA anyway.

 

You ask lifetime residents where the President Taft house is, but they don't know either.

 

You believe that 'Pigs Fly.'

 

Your low-fat diet is never low enough to exclude Graeter's ice cream.

 

If necessary, the city could easily be sliced into two new cities: East and West, and it would take 20 years for anyone to notice something happened.

 

Chocolate and cinnamon, not peppers and beans, are in your chili.

 

You can drive 30 minutes in any direction to hear a different accent than your own.

 

You can accurately judge people's social status by which Kroger's store they frequent.

 

Even the slightest mention of former baseball commissioner A. Bartlett Giamatti makes your blood boil and your ears steam.

 

If the temperature hits 45 degrees, and the sun comes out in any month between November and April, people walk around downtown wearing shades and no jackets.

 

The top stories on the local 6 o'clock evening news look suspiciously like the articles you read in the newspaper that very morning -- and even use the same quotes.

 

Any carbonated beverage is a "coke."

 

Your favorite convenient store sounds like a labor union.

 

You can't hear the words "Mike Brown" without getting angry.

 

You honestly believe that Pete Rose should be in the Baseball Hall Fame.

 

You have more stadiums, coliseums, and arenas than you know what to do with.

 

It doesn't seem weird to you that everyone has an Uncle Al.

 

Your favorite Coney Island isn't in New York.

 

You like Nick Clooney better than George Clooney.

 

You know how Jerry Springer got his start.

 

You know what a pony keg is.

 

You have friends and neighbors with names like Machenheimer, Guckenberger, Schlottman, Schoenling, and Schweitering.

 

You know that cars (like eggs) are cheaper in the country.

 

An all-boys or all-girls school doesn't seem that odd to you

 

You think a mixed marriage is when an East Sider marries a West Sider.

 

You know the difference between Hudy and "Who Dey."

 

You know what cream ale is, and you think that cream soda should be bright red.

 

 You think Kentucky is only slightly more civilized than Afghanistan.

 

You know in which state the Greater Cincinnati Airport is located.

 

You actually understand the word, "CRAVE" and white castle burgers.

 

You can almost name the seven "hills" minus one or two.

 

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Cincinnati.




I was born in Cincinnati and lived there until 8th grade when my family moved to the Smoky Mtns.  Sometimes,  I still long for some of the food that you can only get in good 'ole Cincy.  My Mama & Papa bring me a case of Barq's Red Cream Soda and a jar of Frisch's Tarter Sauce whenever they come down. I buy a Big Mac  (without the sauce) and put my Frisch's Tater sauce on it to make my very own Big Boy.  I make my own Montgomery Inn Sauce, and Cincinnati Chili for cheese coneys and three-ways, but nothing beats the original.  My mouth waters for UDF Cherry Cordial Ice Cream and sweets from Busken Bakery. YUMMY.  Oh, and don't forget LaRosa's Pizza and White Castle.    I think it might be time for a trip to Cincy for a midnight snack.

 

So, if any of ya'll are coming to the mountains from Cincinnati, would you be so kind as to bring this poor country girl just a taste of Cincy?

 

© Amy Beth Kear, 2005


Comments

August 31, 2005 - I'm from a small farm town about an hour east of Dayton...

Posted by hakujin

many of these made me laugh out loud. My grandpa used to take us to the Reds games and we would stop at Friendly's for ice cream on the way. I love the "Big Red" soda.. we just called it red pop. I think I like the Hudy vs Who Dey line the best!!

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August 31, 2005 - :: Hi AmyBeth!! ::

Posted by Jedi4sweet

.... and Congrats on being the featured/random blogger!! : ) I saw your pic on the homepage & wanted to pop over right away & leave ya a comment. ; > I've often read a lot of your posts in the past 3 wks; what a *treasure you are! : } Oh & btw, you have a really (really!) great blog here!! : ) I love it!!! : )

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August 31, 2005 - Roadtrip!

Posted by MomToTwo

Let's go! LOL Actually I was there last month. :o) First I have to say I don't know what a goetta is. Do you? Next...Pete Rose SHOULD be in the Baseball Hall of Fame. BTW...I was at Johnny Bench's last game. It was awesome! I love Frisch's and your idea about Big Mac with Frisch's sauce is excellent. I'll have to try that. My dh is a Virginia boy, but I've definitely got him hooked on Cinci Chili. I have a good recipe for it, too. But when I'm home I usually bring back cans or packs of chili mix. One of my favorite childhood memories is going to UDF after church for ice cream. I liked Swiss Mocha Almond or Mint Chocolate Chip. Yum! BTW...I'm originally from Darrtown, Ohio. A small town between Oxford and Hamilton. My next door neighbor was the Dodger's manager Walter "Smokey" Alston. :o) Nice to meet a fellow Buckeye!

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September 1, 2005 - Hello to a transplanted buckeye!

Posted by Buckeyeblog

I'm from Dayton, myself, so ALOT of what you were saying is SO familiar (and true!)! We now live up in Miami County (above Dayton/Montgomery County) but we go to church in Miamisburg (south of Dayton!...70 miles round trip) and, being on the Praise Team, we meet for supper almost every Tuesday night, before practice, at the local Skyline Chili...YUM. Give me a 3-Way anytime!

Let me know next time you're up this way...I'd love to meet you at Skyline...or have a Big Boy and a Barq's Cream Soda!

Blessings from Ohio, Kim Wolf<><

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