A young Yankee lady asked me once, "How do you cook a grit?"
I told her honestly that I didn't know. Grits are generally cooked by the thousand, or the million. One grit is un-cookable. But, I wasn't totally honest with her. I had never cooked grits. I've eaten a bunch of them, but I never tried to cook them. Grits were for those big, vacation breakfasts in a diner somewhere. Or, as part of the standard Army breakfast.
I've eaten a lot of grits, but Belle turns her nose up at them. She doesn't eat grits, anybody's grits. Not cheese grits, or shrimp and grits, or any kind of grits.
I was in the Dollar Store early this morning and decided to make a pot of grits. Bought a box of standard grits, read the label, and when I got home had at it. Easy-peasy. Boiling water, salt, grits and some butter. Stir for a while, turn the fire down low and stir some more. Nothing to it. The recipe is right there on the box.