It was an American symbol then and still is, and always speaks of 'home' to an American, I suppose, when they're out of the country.
For me, it was the one fried chicken fast-food place in Cork (located near the city library and called "Hillbilly Chicken," I kid you not). There were a couple of times my semester abroad when I got fried chicken just to remind me of home. And I read James MacPherson's 800+ page tome (Battle Cry of Freedom), which was one of aproximately three books in the University College Cork library, because it had maps of Hannover County, VA in it (and also those awesome little grey and blue arrows to show troop movements that all good Civil War maps have... It came in handy when we were assigned the whole book to read over Thanksgiving break last year, because I could just skim it to refesh my memory).
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For me, it was the one fried chicken fast-food place in Cork (located near the city library and called "Hillbilly Chicken," I kid you not). There were a couple of times my semester abroad when I got fried chicken just to remind me of home. And I read James MacPherson's 800+ page tome (Battle Cry of Freedom), which was one of aproximately three books in the University College Cork library, because it had maps of Hannover County, VA in it (and also those awesome little grey and blue arrows to show troop movements that all good Civil War maps have... It came in handy when we were assigned the whole book to read over Thanksgiving break last year, because I could just skim it to refesh my memory).