We don't cook with Crisco, or animal lard. We use olive oil, and we have the normal cholesterol to prove it. [I will, occasionally, saute vegetables in bacon grease. Still have normal cholesterol..]
If one of my kids wanted to marry a non-southerner I wouldn't throw a fit. [I might, however, gently counsel them about not moving far away, or naming their child after a country or state - I don't want a grandchild named "Dakota" or "Paris."]
So I don't fit the southern stereotype, and I'm OK with that. I do, however, prefer iced sweet-tea [or as we call it, simply "tea"] and I've been known to wax poetic about my great-grandaddy who was in the siege of Vicksburg. I love some southern traditions like cooking vegetables until they're soft, teaching children to behave in public, and not assaulting others' ears with a harsh nasal accent.
I've been up north, but I don't care if I never go back there. Everyone I love is in the south.
So, in summary, despite my rebellious nature, I will never, ever, not for a bazillion dollars, ever live anywhere but the south.
Y'all come back now, here?!