hee-thanks! As a transplanted Yankee who's been here for a *really* long time, and who's never gotten used to drinking her iced tea sweet, I think the dividing line is around Fredricksburg, Virginia--that's the point when you have to start asking (really loudly) for unsweet tea when you order. My husband's mother is a star, though--she always makes me a little pitcher of unsweet for Sunday dinners and the rest of the family stays 20 feet away from it.

I hope you like the rest of the story!