My Southern Fried family is in the midst of selling the childhood home in Louisiana (heartbreak). What all does that include for me now living in Massachusetts? A trip to the notary public with a document from a Louisianian realtor. Everything went well.
“All set,” the notary said with her customer service smile, “except I an not sure what they mean by ‘parish.’ It normally says ‘county’ there.”
I hide a smirk and decide not to call her a stupid Yankee. You see, in Louisiana, we don’t have ‘counties,’ we have ‘parishes.’ Therefore an official document from said state would ask for a parish. Instead I use the moment to bridge cultural gaps between us diverse Americans and help someone learn something new today.