Good morning Grams A. This sounds very much like our southern cooking on the east coast.
Happy Hump Day! As I recall, regardless of whatever we had to eat for breakfast or dinner there always was homemade biscuits and gravy. Never had grits until I moved to Texas and never did develop a taste for them, although my son and grandson love them with lots of butter and cheese.
We always had a variety of food as long as it was whatever my dad wanted. Cake was always white only with white frosting, no coconut in the house as he would always say “Why would I want to eat shredded paper?”. Kids in my generation ate what was served without complaining. Definitely no snowflakes among us.