I need to get some grits into me soon.Well said. Grits are just basic, Southern goodness without pretension.
I need to get some grits into me soon.Well said. Grits are just basic, Southern goodness without pretension.
I like grits, and like polenta. It is made a little differently, as noted ahove, but they are very similar.Love grits, never had polenta. But I'm sure I'd love polenta too.
Don't forget fried grit cakes. There coming up in the world. Add some to gumbo as well.
Culinarians:CPT & Dave:
'Bingo' (on both counts)!
It's also been a long, long while since I last made polenta.
In our house, I like to sauté a little minced red onion and minced garlic. I add about 1 quart chicken stock. Heat to boil and add 1 cup yellow (I like the color...although some use white), fine (some use medium or coarse, but using fine will be 'lighter' than the other ground methods), hominy cornmeal while continually whisking.
Lower heat to simmer and whisk about every five (5), minutes until creamy and light (about 30 minutes).
Remove from heat, add unsalted butter (1 tbsp), sea salt, cracked pepper ( to taste), and fresh grated parmesan (hmmm...say 3oz).
Yield: Approx 6-8 servings.
Then, I pour the polenta ("Polenta? Oh, you mean Italian grits." Unknown), into a pan (I use a deep cake pan lined with parchment paper), and refrig until firmly set.
Then I use a cookie cutter to cut out triangle shapes, (gently now...gently), lightly bread (flour, egg, milk, fine bread crumbs), and fry or just brush with olive oil and sauté both sides.
No.
Grits are just milled Hominy.
Hominy is disgusting. Grinding it up doesn't make it better, it just makes it so you don't have to chew it and can swallow it faster without having the taste and texure in your mouth.
When I say something like this, invariably I have people tell me "Try it with butter and an egg" or "Try it with bacon and cheese".
Ok, here's the thing - you could put bacon and cheese on a bowl of wet sand and I could probably eat it without gagging, so that just speaks of the miraculous power of bacon and cheese, not to the quality of grits.
Sorry, Grits turn me into the projectile vomiting girl from the Exorcist.