My father was frugal to put it mildly.
Our first trip south, before I-75 was built. Breakfast in a rural Georgia town. We all got grits on our plate. My father informed the waitress that we didn't order them & how much did they cost.
The waitress said; darlin this is Gawga, you get get grits whether you order them or not. Dey don't cost nothin.
