Thursday, November 19, 2015

Wait … Where Are My Grits?

You know how sometimes you think about food while lying in bed in the morning, your stomach grumbling and making “hurry up” noises?

That happened to me this morning. I was reflecting on some great shrimp and grits I had at the House of Blues in Los Angeles, and remembered that I had some grits in the cupboard.

Hmmm … what if I took out some bacon, cut ‘em into lardons, crisped them up in the pan, and mixed them in with some grits? Yeah, that’s the ticket.

I thought about it for a while; every minute that passed convinced me that it’s what I was going to make for breakfast – with buttery scrambled eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice, and a steaming mug of Peet’s coffee. My mouth was already watering.

Eventually I couldn’t stand it any longer and jumped out of bed, brushed my teeth, splashed cold water on my face, and ran to the kitchen. You know what? I couldn’t find the grits. I swear I had some saved in a jar. But no, no grits.

Well, kill that fantasy (it was nice, real nice, while it lasted).

You know what? I think the wife dumped it to make room for her big ol’ bags of flour. The naughty girl.

3 comments:

casch said...

Wives are like that! You snooze, you lose. :) Hopefully you picked up some grits next time you went to the store. :)

Rebecca said...

Haw! I would suggest you go back to Costco for some, but you'd have to *really* want grits for that, I bet.

Craig Miyamoto said...

I'm going to make a special trip soon to supermarkets soon, until I find some, Carolyn and Becca. Unfortunately it's not always on store shelves in Hawaii :( so gotta go to the national chains like Safeway or Whole Foods.

~Craig