I'm a Northern transplant to the South. I keep trying to understand this place. its people and customs, its fried food... and I keep trying to like the entire state of Florida, but in my heart I'm truly a California girl- as my 12 years out there helped me understand. Yes, I'm just a California girl on a Georgia budget with a yen for the Big Apple. I'm really 3 different people. And all of that has nothing at all to do with raccoon intestines. But imagine how I felt about Florida as I walked knee deep past that with my crabbing net?