What's Just Normal in Alaska

Curry, on everything.  Good times.
Yams, fixed in every way delicious.
Studded tires, encouragement all around to make this safety feature happen.
Mound of moose scat in your yard and never any other sign of the moose.
One-wheel bush plane landings.  It's important, I'm told, to dip the wing against the wind and not to land flat so the wind does not get under the wing and flip the plane.  I feel better knowing that, don't you?  Yes, today, the pounding surf outside the window a few feet away made this landing even more special.
Wind watching, weather watching based on complicated marine systems.
Moose and reindeer sausage.
Sourdough everything.  Big on sourdough up this way.
Flurry of plane ticket purchases to escape for a vacation during the winter months.  Hawaii cheap fly direct fares.  I"m looking into it.  Go where it's raining or snowing, go to Hawaii.  Just kidding.
Everyone has at least one dog.  People think you're nuts if you don't have at least some kind of pet.  Nuts, I say.
Lots of Salsa dancing.  I have found that Alaskans pull in the fun from several cultures to make their own.  I have never seen so many Salsa dancers, good ones at that.
Going to the dump.  Not a lost time treasure here.
Cramming luggage, people and pets into small planes.
Giving rides all over town.  We give rides from and to the airport just because we have our car with us.  And, anywhere I"m walking in the village any number of cars, truck or 4 wheeler drivers stop to ask if I need a ride.
The door is always open to feed anyone who needs it and to provide shelter.  People are expected to be nice, say their piece.
Passive-aggressive behavior is discouraged.  Please be direct, it's cold out here is more likely to happen then people lying in wait to get you back for something you said.  Direct, direct, direct.  Let's get to the point and heal up this sore, we got to live together.  And people know that if they hurt their neighbor, well, they might sit in the ditch a long time before "help" comes along.  People are not just to be burned through, used and discarded if they don't serve a purpose.  Everyone serves a purpose when it's you in the ditch.
Most of all, the saying, "If you don't know what you're doing, someone else does applies to Alaska."  There are only three degrees of separation here.   It's a big state land wise and a very small neighborhood.  Word about you travels fast up this way.  Best to be known for your pies, being reliable and most of all for being real.