“Hey Rea, you should profile me for your blog. I’m like the total perfect red-neck.”
So, meet Roger. Yes, he is from Prince George, my hometown. Yes, he describes himself as a red-neck. He does meet several of the criteria. Hard-earned beer gut. Easy going attitude. And he literally has a red neck. But, he is a professional photographer and a stay at home Dad, not exactly the career path of your typical redneck. And he makes a MEAN hamburger. Rogelio is still talking about his hamburgers.
Here are snippets of conversation with Roger:
“Well, we eat a lot of legumes.”
“What the hell are legumes?”
“Like garbanzo beans, for example.”
“Never heard of them.”
“Have you ever eaten humus?”
“Ya, I love that stuff. So, you guys, like, spread humus on everything?”
“Hey, Rolio. I mean, hey Rogoogio. Dude! Whatever your name is. Have you ever drank Fireball Rum?
“Do you guys drink a lot of wine over there? Here, try my Dad’s blueberry wine. It’s called wine, but it tastes more like a cooler. I prefer rye and coke myself. That’s what we do up north. Just open a bottle of rye and drink it. That’s how we have fun.”
“Do you guys have any toys?
“I’ve got all the toys. I’ve got a boat, a trailer, a motorbike, a snowmobile. Don’t you have any toys?”
“I don’t even have a closet.”
Man, that sucks”
So thanks Roger, for being a model redneck, for the fantastic hamburgers, and for not laughing at my photography.