re: #49 Slumbering Behemoth

Heck, I’m not even a Southerner. The farthest south I’ve ever been was New Mexico. But I have had the great fortune of having friends from all over the country.

When I was a teen, one friend of mine was a transplant from the south. He fixed us up a batch of grits (my first time trying them), and I asked “Where’s the sugar”?

He looked at me like I was about to stab a puppy with a crucifix. “You don’t put sugar on grits! Butter, salt, pepper, bacon! No fucking sugar!”

Was he wrong?