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.