Kilted at CrackerBarrel Country Store

[orangehaggis]

I must admit that I'm no fan of Cracker Barrel ... the food doesn't do it for me, nor the Chinese produced Armericana they sell in the shop part. I did wear it to a Chili's east of Pittsburgh today. A few people had a look, but nobody seemed surprised. I've also had it on in service centres along the Ohio turnpike ... again, no remarkable reactions. I wonder if people are acclimatised to it because of the popularity of wearing kilts to weddings, especially among celebrities. Curious!

Mark (currently in kilt!)

[O'Neille]

Now you guys have gone and made me hungry. CB is decent and makes good grits. I've found many smaller Mom and Pops that are much better although not located off Interstate 10. I prefer my grits with butter and maple syrup. I think I'll have them for breakfast. O'Neille

[arrogcow]

Ended up at a CB Thursday night. No comments at all, and I didn't notice any surprised glances either.

Adam

[Scottish Chi]

When my then-fiancee (now wife) took me to the 'States to meet her family, we went into a CrackerBarrell so that I could "experience traditional 'southern cookin' " ... and I loved it - with the possible exception of "grits", which I still don't understand.

Hachiman

A few years back I was in Melborne, Brisbane, and Sidney for a couple of weeks on a business trip. I took some grits along as a cultural exchange because I knew I was going to be introduced to Vegemite. Fixed them for everyone to try and nobody there understood them either. Of course salty tasting toast in the morning instead of jelly or jam was a little different for me too. Ain't it great to experience different cultures!

Cheers! Bill

[SSgt Baloo]

I prefer my grits with butter and maple syrup.

Careful where you make such an announcement. In the Deep South (my parents were from Arkansas) only a damnyankee would commit such a heresy. Grits were intended by G-d to be eaten with butter, salt, and pepper. Anything else just shows you're in league with the devil.

Seriously, eat 'em however you like. I break the yolks of my (over easy) eggs and mix 'em into the grits.

~~SSgt Baloo

[macwilkin]

Careful where you make such an announcement. In the Deep South (my parents were from Arkansas) only a damnyankee would commit such a heresy. Grits were intended by G-d to be eaten with butter, salt, and pepper. Anything else just shows you're in league with the devil.

Seriously, eat 'em however you like. I break the yolks of my (over easy) eggs and mix 'em into the grits.

~~SSgt Baloo

Ahem...cheese grits? Very popular in the South. My MIL (Louisiana) makes the best cheese grits, of course. Not to mention that great line in "The Rough Riders" where "Teddy Roosevelt" (Tom Berenger's finest performance) says "My mother was a Southerner, and made us CHEEEZ grits when we were good!" TR's mother, Martha Bulloch, was reportedly the basis for Scarlett O'Hara, btw.

T.

[Jerry]

Careful where you make such an announcement. In the Deep South (my parents were from Arkansas) only a damnyankee would commit such a heresy. Grits were intended by G-d to be eaten with butter, salt, and pepper. Anything else just shows you're in league with the devil.

Seriously, eat 'em however you like. I break the yolks of my (over easy) eggs and mix 'em into the grits.

~~SSgt Baloo

Amen to the butter salt and pepper. Some friends and myself were on a golf trip to the outerbanks of NC, and stopped in a local resturant for breakfast. Of course, grits were offered, even with something like pancakes. This one guy whom we call Rick, the cheapskate, had to have grits. When they came, he tried them and told the waitress to take them back because they weren't real grits, real grits had flavor and had bacon bits or other stuff in them.(Can we say Quaker Instant Grits?). Then he didn't leave a tip because he hadn't liked the REAL GRITS.
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[Cawdorian]

Bulloch Hall, the home of Martha Bulloch, is located in Roswell GA and is a local landmark.

[jfellrath]

Careful where you make such an announcement. In the Deep South (my parents were from Arkansas) only a damnyankee would commit such a heresy. Grits were intended by G-d to be eaten with butter, salt, and pepper. Anything else just shows you're in league with the devil.

I am definitely one of the aforementioned damn yankees who never quite got the taste for grits, even though I spent some time in the south during Army training. I knew a lot of guys who liked to throw some tabasco sauce on their grits in the morning.

I have always been a big Cream of Wheat and Oatmeal fan, and I've never particularly cared for all the brown sugar and such that people want to throw in there. The tabasco definitely hit the spot in the morning, though. I've adopted that one myself. Freaks my parents out when I do it.

The only time I've ever been to CB I was not kilted... I was pretty hung over, though. I was not yet wearing kilts at all when I went the one and only time, down in Waco, TX (visiting a friend).

However, I do wear my kilt to Bob Evans regularly in Columbus and elsewhere, and rarely get any sort of look or recognition at all. Most people avoid looking at me when I have it on around here... sort of the "If I don't acknowledge it, I don't have to deal with it" attitude that is pervasive around here.

[turpin]

TR's mother, Martha Bulloch, was reportedly the basis for Scarlett O'Hara, btw.

T.

And Miss Martha married TR senior at Bulloch Hall in Roswell, GA, my current address of record.

(Edited)

Jeez, I really need to read all the posts before I reply. Cawdorian beat me to it.