Had breakfast in a truck stop in Mt. Airy, NC: the SENIOR breakfast bar. Oh my gosh. Another milestone has been reached.
The breakfast was true South: Grits, biscuits and gravy, country ham, kielbasa, corn beef hash, fried apples, and a mystery casserole in addition to the usual scrambled eggs, french toast, pancakes, etc. Didn't have the fried bolongna.
Every time I am in the south I head right to the grits and biscuits and gravy and nourish my inner southerner. Hopefully I won't pay the price later when all that fat and grease catches up with me.
Today, onward, hopefully, to Georgia.