Here in southern Appalachia, we have the claim to fame of roadside boiled peanut stands. I LOVE boiled peanuts. My wife was a babe in the culinary woods when we first started dating, and freaked when I stopped on the road in Helen, GA to get a bag of boiled peanuts. I made her drive, and sat there eating them in all their messy glory. She became intrigued, and finally tried one, and that was it. The hook was in. I told her we would stop off and get her a bag, but she wanted MY bag, and I had to stop and buy another. She just couldn't understand that they were all the same. Now we stop and get boiled peanuts anytime we are on the road in the mountains.