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
By those rules my eldest is a genuine East Ender! :)

"What's it made of? Science doesn't know!" "It's made of brown."
As far as I know, that's correct.

which is probably the American response to puzzlement over grits *grins*
Oh everyone's got something weird. And we've not even touched on Marmite, which might be ACTUALLY evil...

Rick Santorum was my senator for a good chunk of my life. Meditate on that sometime when you want some nightmares.
... No really, I have no response to that apart from abject horror.