i will never forget the first thanksgivng i shared with my husband's family in north carolina way south of the mason dixon line. (you know the rebels believe the line is above pennsylvania!) i was termed that day the damned yankee of the family for sure when i walked through the door with the saurkraut as my "offering" for thanksgiving. i never realised how truly northern a thing it is for saurkraut at thanksgiving until that very day!!!