I grew up in Maryland. I still say “hon” too much in regular conversation, keep a bucket of Old Bay in my pantry, prefer Tastykakes to Little Debbie, and can eat my body weight in crab. Like all Marylanders, I own a disturbing amount of merchandise with the Maryland flag on it, have Utz potato chips shipped to my house, and own the Homicide: Life on the Streets box set.
My parents were both LSU alumni, so they properly brainwashed their children in all of the ways of the Tigers, but that was mainly about football.