March 28, 2003

Nitty and Gritty

This is too good to leave in my lonely email, from reader and neighbor Ron Bailey:

I enjoyed the "grits" post. It reminded me of an uncle who claimed that he had once ordered grits in a Baltimore restaurant, and when the waitress (with a VERY puzzled look on her face) asked him "hominy?", he simply said "a bowl full".

Now here's what I can't understand about grits. How can they take that white mushy stuff and turn it into sandpaper? I have a stack of various grades of sandpaper sitting on my porch right now where I'm working on some floor trim. Says right on it that it's 80 grit, 100 grit, 200 grit. How do they know how many grits they're pasting onto the paper backing? Do they do this by hand, one grit at a time?

And then there is that matter of "true grit" (thank you very much, Peggy, I think somehow that's a compliment). How do you tell true grits from false grits? Is there a test? It all boggles the mind, don't it?

Posted by fred1st at March 28, 2003 05:19 PM | TrackBack

Why yes, it is a compliment, Fred. Don't ask me how I know: I don't. And another thing. Sandpaper-what's with that? I say leave sand in its natural habitat-on beaches. What's next, mudpaper? concretepaper?
(If this comment is making you *grit* your teeth, it's okay. I'm annoying the hell out of myself, too.)

Posted by: peggy at March 28, 2003 11:02 PM

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