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|The Iron Skillet is a truck stop on Interstate 5 in the great valley of California. It is farm country. Many people that stop in there to eat are farm workers , either hispanic or descendents of Oakies who came with the dustbowl in the 30's. So it was truely the large white kernals of corn . I had two servings of it. Was not grits. Funny how my mom kept cans of Hominy in the house and we ate it on a regular basis but she never made grits. Didn't have grits til a few years ago. found out I like them.