Welcome to the New Year, Midwesterners. In 2025, we're all about embracing our roots. We're not going to let a little lactose intolerance stop us from eating all the cheese we could dream of eating. We're going to call everything a casserole and a salad even when any sane person would just call it "slop." We're going to curse out town's potholes, and swear they're the worst in the country, even though everyone else is saying the exact same thing. We will embrace our unpredictable weather, and just keep both a jacket & mittens and shorts in the trunk of our car just to see where the day takes us.
There's nothing wrong with having Midwestern pride. We're a great region (after all, our lakes are literally the greatest), and we should embrace being great. Sure, the coasts might be flashier and have better weather, but nobody can compete with our spirit.
There's nothing wrong with having Midwestern pride. We're a great region (after all, our lakes are literally the greatest), and we should embrace being great. Sure, the coasts might be flashier and have better weather, but nobody can compete with our spirit.
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