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What does someone do with grits?

I went to the food pantry because I more than qualify and in the box I got I received two large packages of grits. No idea how to cook them or what to do with them. I've heard of shrimp and grits but I don't like shrimp.
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HumanEarth · F
There are lots ways to eat them. I like them a lot

You can cook them sweet like oatmeal, make them like mashed potatos and countless other ways

Most gritts boxes comes with recipes and different uses.

Try them, my favorite way is plain with butter
candycane · 36-40, F
@HumanEarth i do this with them,it works very well

HumanEarth · F
Chickens love fresh Cook gritts

candycane · 36-40, F
@HumanEarth i love fresh cooked chickens
HumanEarth · F
Got a call from Angus the steer
Said your help is needed here
Cows all cornered on the range
On the wind a mighty change

Colonel Sanders called us together
Said we gotta be birds of a feather
The time has come to aid bovine
And draw a line for chickenkind

With a heavy heart, I joined the corps
Brooded back to my front door
My darling Penny did implore
But I was sure: I was off to war

O, my love, I will return
To your sweet wings and kind concern
But first I gotta be a slaughter-stopper
A heroic chicken in chopper!

We strap on our nuggets
And we load up our choppers
We're gonna stop those cows
From becoming tasty whoppers
Our wings miss a beat
As we watch our brethren fall
Turns out we're chickens after all

We knew it wasn't dignified
But to the woods we ran to hide
Sanders cried, "You cowards all,
We cannot let the cattle fall!"

But our nature we could not deny
Chickens run, they do not fly
Then the bantam among us said,
"Maybe those farmers just need to be fed"

We put our bird brains to the job
Of how to sate the hangry mob
Some bird suggested we go ham
And someone else said, "give 'em lamb"

But in the end, the way was clear
It would take a nerd, not a bombadier
Our tactics had to be calorific
So the chickens got... scientific!

We packaged our results
And we loaded up our choppers
We had to stop those cows
From becoming tasty whoppers
We may show up late
But we still answer the call
Turns out we're chickens, but with gall

We descended slowly from the sky
The air smelling like the 4th of July
And as we neared the enemy line
Our numbers swiftly did decline

Some choppers fell, some peeled away
Hoping to crow at another day
Mine was the only copter that made it
So I was there as the farmers ate it

We may run
We may hide
We may fly with our tails between our thighs
But here we are
With a treat
Please enjoy this impossible meat!

We found our brass nuggets
When we loaded up our choppers
We stopped a lot of cows
From becoming tasty whoppers
The stakes were high
But these cocks stopped the brawl
We're proud to be chickens after all!
We're proud to be chickens after all!