I brought kielbasa to Cleveland. There is a farm I buy meat from, and they have great kielbasa. I was able to give some to my sister and her husband. As we drove to see my Aunt in Parma, it hit me that bringing kielbasa to Cleveland is a silly thing to do. Then I brought wine to wine drinkers in Atlanta. They are much more experienced than I in tasting and choosing wine, and I once again realized I was being silly. Then in Georgia we bought some pecans and citrus, and we gave some to Jean and Tony, and I gave some citrus to Mike. Bringing oranges to Florida. What next? Will I bring Jazz to New Orleans?!