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.