Thursday, March 14, 2013

Of Redheads and Scones

Minnesotans suffer from the belief that the phrase Minnesota Nice refers to the way outsiders view us. In fact, the term is often used sarcastically. Minnesota's reputation as a cold state extends beyond our weather. When I meet out-of-staters who come here for school or jobs or relationships I always ask if they've made friends with any natives, and a typical answer is "No!" Apparently those of us who have lived here our entire lives already have our circles and those circles tend to be closed. The nonnatives form friendships with other nonnatives, and we Minnesotans carry on within the comfort of familiarity.

Ever since I was old enough to recognize a smile, I sought out friends. In my Baby Book my mother wrote, "Desperate to make friends." No matter how many friends I possessed, I wanted more. I collected kids on the playground at recess and gathered playmates at the park and pool. When a new kid arrived from Winthrop or Australia or Wisconsin, I invited them to join our group. My enthusiasm was likely terrifying for those nonnatives.

My first year after college I did payroll on campus at the Hort Department. When a bubbly red-headed student named Miranda (a.k.a. Valerie. Long story there.) breezed into my office and sat in the chair opposite my desk without being asked and immediately began telling me about how great her coffee was that morning, it was kismet. Miranda was from the West Coast: California, Portland, Seattle, and a number of other places that sounded fascinating. We quickly became friends.

Miranda had an internal honing device to find good breakfast treats. As skinny as she was, I never saw her without a coffee and pastry. The caffeine must have offset the calories. Today at Called to the Table I recall the way she brought scones into my life.
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5 comments:

Kelly Green said...

Very true. At this point, moving back would mean starting from scratch (almost).

stephanieann said...

lol @ "Winthrop or Australia or Wisconsin"

Mrs. L said...

I want to know why my morning caffeine doesn't offset my calories!

Chris Coyle said...

That is complete hogwash!! If coffee offset the calories from the pastry, I would not look like I do! ;)

Minnesota Nice reminds me of when I move to New Orleans from Boston. Every time I was at a grocery store, fast food, or convenience store check-out, the cashier would ask where I was from because of my accent. I don't actually have much of an accent, but it's obvious I don't have a drawl. Then they would comment that don't I find people to be much nicer there, to which I often replied that the question itself was rude.

So does Minnesota Nice refer to something else??

patrice said...

Ha! Yes, Nrs. L and Chris the whole caffeine/pasry thing is so annoying, especially when the beauty enjoying her daily pastry is NICE to boot!

and Kelly if you moved back to MN you would be inundated with invitations. :)