I like grits, though I don't think I get any sort of claims of authenticity to them. I was born south of the Mason-Dixon line. Maybe I can squeak by on a technicality : P

There's a bit in Dollhouse where an (accidentally high) Adelle and Topher talk about brown sauce ("What's it made of? Science doesn't know!" "It's made of brown.") which is probably the American response to puzzlement over grits *grins* Couldn't find a clip of it, though. Woe.

Rick Santorum was my senator for a good chunk of my life. Meditate on that sometime when you want some nightmares.