I feel like every now and then, a surge of “New Jersey” posts make their rounds on social media. You know, those BuzzFeed ones, and pretty much every other one found on some kind of blog. It makes sense that for me, living in New Jersey, most of my social media “friends” are from here and probably feel the same way I do about it and therefore repost and repost and repost these blogs. Since I’ve seen a few lately, I thought I’d make one myself.
1. The Garden State
Most people who live elsewhere turn up their nose when they hear I’m from New Jersey. Whether or not they’ve actually visited this beautiful state, they clearly know what it looks like better than I do. All of New Jersey looks like this to the rest of the world.
When in reality, most of New Jersey looks like this:
It’s beautiful. So don’t judge a book by it’s cover…that cover being Newark, New Jersey that you probably flew into to get to New York City. Thanks for appreciating our state.
2. The Jersey Shore
It’s true, that stupid TV show has officially given us a bad name. Most people from New Jersey hate that guido type anyway. I don’t know anyone that lives a life at the shore like that. Those of us who appreciate the beauty of the Jersey Shore don’t need haters on our beaches. And the fact that it was able to recover from Hurricane Sandy shows just how strong we really are. It went
Pretty incredible. The Jersey Shore means a lot to us here, in more ways than one.
3. North/Central/South Jersey
Where you are from is a big deal. It’s how we relate to each other. The things we have in common.
We drive fast, we can’t stand anyone who drives slowly, we don’t have as much of a problem with jug handles as you do, and the traffic sucks. But that’s because there’s usually someone not from New Jersey causing it.
There is no where in the entire country that has better pizza, bagels, and breakfast sandwiches than we do. Our diners are open 24/7. Fresh produce and dairy can be found all over the state, heck, my backyard even. I live in farm country. There are about eight pizzerias in my town that I can go to and get legit, real pizza. I’ve heard it straight from my friends’ mouths who live across the country…there is no real pizza anywhere, and they have to stock up on taylor ham before they leave. I grew up with taylor ham, not pork roll. One of the great debates of our state. All this food talk is making me hungry.
I could go on and on about why New Jersey is the greatest state, but I’ll say this is enough. If you don’t know the real New Jersey at all, you need to experience it. And to those of you who know what I’m talking about here, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise about this great place. I was born and raised here, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Jersey strong!