So, I don’t know about y’all… but my family’s from Selma.
Yes, that Selma. During that time.
Needless to say, we’re serious about our grits. We just.. we don’t play that. Some things just shouldn’t be messed with.
That being said… this took it too far:
Maybe it’s a Southern family thing, buuut…. nobody cooks my grits for me… but me! “Shelf life of 9 months?” No thanks, baby.
Many thanks to Camille for the tip!