Overheard in Alabama

I'm staying in a hotel in Alabama with my parents for a family trip.

It's great because my MG novel is set here and I'm soaking in the details and doing some revising.

So this morning, about 6:30 am, a well-dressed gentleman comes into the lobby where the free breakfast buffet is. He looks around at the food and speaks to the woman in charge of the food:

Man: Where's the grits, baby?

Woman: We ain't got no grits today, baby. We just got oatmeal.

Man: (totally taken aback)
Oatmeal? No grits? What? We're gonna have to call the police!
























Warning: graphic picture of meat. Vegans beware.
Probably the best BBQ sandwich I've ever had from Lanni's BBQ.
Yup. That's white bread.



2 comments:

Michele Thornton said...

They have Fedx in Alabama. I'm just sayin' I can text you my address. That sandwich looks great.

Ron Smith said...

Oh, Michele, you know I would Fedex you if I could.

I'm actually packing my cousin's homemade pound cake in my suitcase!

No way am I letting that get away!