I have been that Southerner who gets a chuckle out of people not knowing about grits. You totally get a pass, though. It's (sadly) a super-regional food.

I'm from the west coast, I had no idea what collard greens were until I went into the military and had them served in a dining facility.

And yet, it cannot explain why my party ventured in to a southern Indiana Cracker Barrel on Father's Day after spending a nice weekend at Lebowski Fest in Louisville, Kentucky. Other restaurants exist!

I once asked a Cracker Barrel waitress in downstate Indiana what grits are (I genuinely had no idea, being a Californian with no Southern ties) and she responded with, "Y'all don't know what grits are? Grits are grits." Hashtag tautology.

You are excused for your youthful ignorance of fine breakfast foods. The southern gentleman (we'll assume from the "y'all") attempting to order grits north of the Mason-Dixon line is not.

My first serving job, I asked if they wanted their beer over ice, haha. I was underage, and my redneck dad always put ice in his beer. Oh man, the look they gave me!

It is amazing at the stark contrast between Northern Virginia and the rest of the state. Economically, culturally, spiritually - they are night and day different. Now, considering General Lee commanded the Army of Northern Virginia, you'd be forgiven into thinking Herndon or McLean was a slightly less humid Charleston…

I truly don't understand why more northern states don't use grits in cooking! I'm a northern girl myself, but my family ate grits once in a while; the texture is great and you can use them as anything from a side to a meal bed to substitute mashed potatoes to breakfast to dessert.

I grew up in DC and live in Baltimore, and it really is this incredibly strange mix of "this is so fucking southern" and "only in the north/east coast" temperaments and sensibilities. In Baltimore I feel it most (though of course growing up I had about zero awareness of anything farther away from me than my own…

That, is actually super-cute!

I didn't know what grits were until I was about 10. Then I had them, and they are now my favorite breakfast item that didn't originally oink.

My first job was at a small pizza shop, where I waited tables and managed the cash register. I once had these guys come up to the register to order and one guy asks me, "Do you guys serve any ales here." I said the first thing that popped into my head: "We have ginger ale."

Confessing to my own stupidity. In college, I waited on a table where a high school kid ask if we had "prime rib". I replied yes, because we served RIBS. I had never encountered Prime Rib at that point in my life. The menu didn't have prime rib on it and I was a bit sheltered, so I punched in an order of Ribs for…

They do. Then again I always have thought that Forever 21 rompers would be perfect for budding AB/DLs.

Also: the most startling and absurd statement in the Court's opinion isn't that corporations are people, or that they matter more than women. It's the implication that if something is important to the government, it should pay for it. THAT IS FUCKING HUGE. The fact that the CONSERVATIVE justices suggest that the MOST…

From Ruth Bader Ginsburg's dissent:

I very thoroughly approve of this.

Not paranoid at all. I had a very large dog that stopped a home invasion! When he was standing down the intruder, he looked like a 200lb dire wolf, but when the RCMP showed up, he shrank to a 70lb house dog and was like "hello, officer, pweese take the bad man away". He was so awesome!

my dog isn't fond of strange men, either, or anyone who comes in the house after dark.