We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
To foreigners, a Yankee is an American. To Americans, a Yankee is a Northerner. To Northerners, a Yankee is an Easterner. To Easterners, a Yankee is a New Englander. To New Englanders, a Yankee is a Vermonter. And in Vermont, a Yankee is somebody who eats pie for breakfast.
- Attributed to E.B. White, but he might have quoted it from elsewhere.
It's older than EB White, and there are other versions. The pie in a Yankee breakfast wasn't a fruit pie, however, but a meat or fish pie. Not many people eat those for breakfast anymore. Pot pies are still consumed for dinners, and the leftovers can make a good breakfast. The Quebecois have retained the similar pork pie, and salmon pies can still be found, but even the minced pie no longer has game in it, just highly spiced apples and raisins.
I'll have pie for breakfast from time to time to keep some contact with those older traditions, but even as I do it I'm aware it's not in the authentic manner.
Assistant Village Idiot
I just saw this and realized as I read that I was eating pie for a late lunch (wouldn't want it to go bad!) and I'm a New Hampshire Yankee. Those Vermonters always try to get to it first. ;)
Pie for breakfast? I make a sort of double-crusted quiche with sausage, egg and cheese, makes a great breakfast. Okay, it's not really a quiche so much as a 3-pound sausage, egg and cheese biscuit, but everybody likes a big fat slice of my breakfast pie.
Yup, I remember reading this definition of a Yankee in the Burlington Free Press (the largest newspaper in Vermont) when I was young. Probably in the 1960s. This blog post from 2003 is a good discussion: It’s Yankees All The Way Down. I don’t know the blogger, but I like that post.
The Switchel Blogger
That uses the definition of Yankee that I grew up with in New England: descendants of pre-Revolutionary War immigrants from England. Frugal, laconic,fences and neighbors....
No one would think twice about an apple poptart for breakfast, or an apple strudel. Quiche is a standard brunch item. Odd how putting a similar dish in the classic pie form makes it seem like a dessert attached to dinner instead.
I'm eating a delicious slice of Costco apple pie as I read this at 7am (Pacific time). I'm usually too full after a complete turkey dinner to enjoy the pie course, so breakfast for a few days is perfect. I also occasionally have pizza for breakfast, when I'm not eating low-carb, so does that make me half Yankee, half Italian?