I grew up in the South (southern U.S.). My wife is from southern Philippines (Mindanao). We've got a lot in common. It turns out that when things get really really bad in the provinces of Mindanao and people can't even afford rice to eat, they eat something that is exactly what I call GRITS!

I brought some grits back with me from Georgia recently. If you can read the following, I'll give you some:

'em r snakes... 'em r not... s m r... c m idde bidde i's? L, I B, m r snakes!