I love grits. I love blackberries. Would I love blackberry grits? My initial thought was no, because I typically do salt and pepper on grits...but what.the.hell. I am on vacation. I ordered.
I didn't take a picture, and for that I am deeply sorry. They looked, well, kind of gross. A bowl of grits, with some blackberries and blackberry juice sort of pooled on top. I tentatively tried a tiny taste, and oh.my.god. SO delicious. I just googled the restaurant so I could see where I could go get another sample, so I could do a better job of trying to pick it apart so I could make it myself. I was FULL ALL DAY after eating those grits (well, and half a spinach, mushroom and tomato omelet and potatoes, but still!). But alas, they seem to only be around the beach...
Today I am back at worky work, and it sucky sucks. Vacation > work. Even with my 'sister-wife' (GROSS) and drinky dad.
OH, I tried to Facebook stalk my Dad's girlfriend and while she is on FB, and UGH, we have friends in common, she does not have an 'open profile' so I would have to friend her. uh. NO.