That’s the name of my new Emo/Baroque Musical Theater Company.
Leftover grits. Cut out. Fried. Bacon fat. Egg, scrambled. Cheese. Leftover green onion-cilantro sauce.
And brunch is served.
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Leftover grits fried in bacon fat. I love you.
Sounds amazing. Also I love potential band names, this one’s pretty killer.
Oh, niiiiice. The flavor combinations sound excellent. I don’t think I’ve heard of anybody frying grits, and I live in Mississippi!!!
I didn’t do the green onion sauce, but I put my over-easy egg, fried in bacon fat, on top of the grits, also fried in bacon fat. Yum!
anna, thanks for the approval. my stomach approved as well.
pam, i’m sure i love you, too.
laura, thanks. we just need a singer, a guitarist, a bassist, a horn section and a string section and we’re good to go.
syd, it was almost as good as the original dinner. maybe a teeny bit better. we may be having it for dinner again tonight because them grits ain’t gonna use themselves up.
kay, well played!
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