My son Adam and I now are relaxing in Haguenau, Alsace with my old friend Rudolph Sock, eating pizzas made with cream instead of cheese, and Alsatian sauerkraut. Alsace is lovely. The section I am in is a valley of fertile farmland set between two mountain ranges. It is so nice, in fact, that I told Rudolph that, on my next visit, I am bringing an army.
By the way here's how to make sauerkrut at home -- it's supposed to be tastier and better for you than the store-bought variety.