As you can guess, I’m not from Indiana, and I’ll tell you. I’ve never heard of salt potatoes before either.
Speaking of regional differences, when my husband and I were first dating in college, he asked if I wanted to go out with him for pie. He’s from Long Island. I’m from northern Florida, which is quite Southern. I told him “sure!” , then hung up the phone and asked my girlfriends “how do you dress to go out for a dessert date?” I even ate a little bit of food in my room, because I hadn’t had dinner yet. It’s been over 40 years, and that story still makes me smile. Times were so simple then.
And far more enjoyable. I'll forever be thankful that I was born in 1947, and grew up in the 50's when America was still mostly normal, and kids were allowed to be kids.