Waxing philosophical, why don't Yankees like grits? And why is it plural? Matt (Pumpkin) has the greatest line about it, "Grits? Let me try ONE grit and see if I like it, and then I may want some more." Or something like that.
Personally, I didn't like hominy. Had to go to Missouri to experience that. The waitress at the restaurant took my order. I said "Three eggs, scrambled, with bacon." She said, "Hominy?" I said THREE.
You should have seen her face. Eyeballs never rolled back so far. So there I was, hominy on the plate. Like big marbles that pop in your mouth when you chew 'em. POW! No, I don't care too much for hominy and it's a good thing - you sure can't get it around here.
But to educate Yankees about grits, here ya go, just for fun:
Personally, I didn't like hominy. Had to go to Missouri to experience that. The waitress at the restaurant took my order. I said "Three eggs, scrambled, with bacon." She said, "Hominy?" I said THREE.
You should have seen her face. Eyeballs never rolled back so far. So there I was, hominy on the plate. Like big marbles that pop in your mouth when you chew 'em. POW! No, I don't care too much for hominy and it's a good thing - you sure can't get it around here.
But to educate Yankees about grits, here ya go, just for fun:
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