“Down here,” she said with a sweet Southern smile and pointing straight down through the table, “iced tea is not a drink. It’s not even a refreshment. And it’s certainly not something that causes you to fall backwards into a pool.” Dixie looked around and whispered in Rocco’s direction, “It’s a religion.” She stood up, shrugged her shoulders, and said, “And you either practice or you don’t. Down here, there’s no such thing as ‘unswate tay.’ That’s a myth propagated by people who don’t come from ’round here. You can ask for it, but one of us might give you a funny look before we write you off
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