28 Servings of Grits

I feel the same way. I’ve never even seen grits. I’m not much for cornmeal anything, so I don’t feel the need to change this anytime soon.

The grit defies description; to consume the grit is to know it. Do so, and enlightenment shall follow.

Does your recipe make 1, 4 or 28 servings?

It’s not that gritty and I recommend you try it. I can’t really explain what it’s like. But like I said, I really liked it.

I’m going to get some today.

The beauty of grits is that it goes so well with anything you want to toss in there.

My favorite breakfast starts out with a bowl of grits, to which I add a spoonful of strawberry jelly, a slice of cheese, crumbled up bacon, a little bit of red eye gravy, and some pepper.

That’s the downside of how globalization is eroding regional identity: you may be a harbinger of what is to come, but no one wants to have breakfast with you.

You think there’s people out there that don’t know what grits are but do know what hominy is?

Well, when you put it that way, I feel stupid. :stuck_out_tongue:

haha, yes. My location is in Scotland, Lisacurl so although I have heard of “hominy”, it’s not something we see much of around here and, just like “grits”, it tends to send me to Google or to dictionaries. :slight_smile:

Actually, I have just been writing a shopping list, and I just checked the supermarket’s website. No grits. Oh, well, can live without. Yeah, I bet there IS a shop in the city catering to lost Americans, but for now I will just leave it as an experience yet to be had. :smiley:

We’re waiting. crosses arms and taps foot impatiently

I am a northerner, but you really can’t beat cheese grits. Is it wrong that I like Kraft American Singles or Velveeta?* I just seems so right in grits with salt and butter. And I usually put a little whole milk on top… is that bad too?

*I NEVER eat this stuff in any other application.

It’s just a fancy name for “polenta.”

Around here, not only are grits a type of food, but also can stand for Girls Raised In The South (think cheesy sweatshirt stuff from Cracker Barrell with that written across it).
Multiple jokes about eating G.R.I.T.S. usually ensue.

Must…resist…

G.R.I.T.S. with butter and cheese…

I just went to the grocery store and got grits. They only had instant, but it’s a start. I don’t know if any place around here sells the real ones.

Don’t let it put you off grits. Instant grits are a poor substitute.

Here’s one of the best, from one of the Best ever, Bill Neal:Shrimp and Grits. Bill Neal lent this dish unto lore, so he
should get all credit, even if he did die too young, from AIDS, back when it was all aghast. Fuck that. He was the one who gave it all good credit. So, there!

I just have to offer this for no good reason:

When I was in the Army, I was involved in a dinner theater presentation of “The Lion in Winter.” (Yes, dinner theater. Did I mention the part about the U.S. Army?) It was one of the most emotionally exhausting experiences of my life at that time.

Prior to that, while I was in the Army and stationed at Ft. Gordon, GA, one of my buddies and his girlfriend took my wife and me to breakfast at an Augusta eatery I cannot possibly identify; it was my first experience with grits. Two eggs over easy, bacon (nowhere in the world do they make bacon like Gaw-gah!) and grits. The entire two months I spent in Georgia was summed up in that one breakfast.

So when I saw Eleanor of Aquitaine talking about 28 servings of grits … do you understand what that did to my head?

I do not need to drink spiritous libations any more. I just log in here. You guys take care of the rest.

I guess I don’t have much to add to the topic, but after reading this thread, “grits” is just a weird, weird word that has lost all meaning. “Grits”.

Huh. I tended bar at Crook’s Corner when it was still a BBQ joint, in the last months before it closed down and was subsequently re-opened by Neal.