Well, well, feathers up your butt, uh catspaw49? I can't think of a finer thing for a Yankee to ... no, I won't be tempted to go there . . . I was always taught that if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all. Being the friendly, red-headed, native Texan that I am, catspaw49, I will just invite you down here for a tour of the best eating places in the world -- and not a White Castle to be seen!!

Dear Chet W -- have you been breathing Dallas air?? What's all this high-falootin' stuff about fresh ground, frozen, just from the mill grits? Darlin', please. This is the SOUTH of the U.S. where it gets over 100 degrees Fahrenheit (at least in Texas) several days of the year -- we've been eating grits down here for a few hundred years now -- how long has there been refrigeration??? Essential oils . . . this ain't rocket science, sweetie, this is grits!