I went to high school with a girl who, bless her heart, ordered "a grit" at the Cracker Barrel. She wanted to try grits without committing to an entire portion. The waitress obliged. And, my high school pal recoiled at what she described as "a hangnail on my plate!" Our lesson that day was one we might have learned in the classroom -- grit is gross and unappetizing and has no place on the plate but, grits are delicious.
Found here.
Friday, May 17, 2013
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