Well said.
I did have a great meal of pulled pork, okra and greens at a little hole-in-the-wall place in NC once while visiting a client site. Every bit as fast as a chain, but boy was it good. I could eat that every day and be happy.
Lady behind the counter couldn’t believe a white boy with an Ohio accent would like okra and greens and didn’t want to serve them to me ‘cause “she knew I was going to take one bite and throw the rest away”. She eyeballed me for a good five minutes before she was convinced I was actually eating and enjoying them.
Gotta love someone who takes such pride in her cooking that she won’t serve it to you if she doesn’t think you’ll eat it.
She just didn't want to have to clean up your mess after you barfed.