He had his right of passage.
The best grits Ive ever had were while visiting a friend on a farm high in the Blue Ridge. They werent store bought but from corn grown on his farm and ground at a nearby mill.
77 posted on 11/13/2010 5:04:29 AM PST by R. Scott
(Humanity i love you because when you're hard up you pawn your Intelligence to buy a drink)