"Yes, for paradise the Southland is my nominee. Jes' give me a ham hock and a grit of hominy."

Although I am a Californian by birth, I will always have a soft spot in my gut for the South - especially its food. But on the other hand, there aren't many things that surpass a Montana steak 'n eggs breakfast. Then again, I'd enjoy sopping up the last bit of a good batch of frijoles and red peppers with a flour tortilla. Or...aw heck. I just like it ALL! (Well, almost all. I have yet to figure out why brussels sprouts exist.)