“Oh, and one more thing,” Dixie said as she set the spoon in front of Rocco. “Coffee—which often accompanies grits and precedes tea—is not brewed; it’s percolated. And you don’t ‘make coffee,’ you ‘put some on.’ Most folks down here don’t really get into cappuccino, but with a Starbucks on every corner, a few of us are moving into lattes.” Dixie turned, took a step, stopped, and turned again. “Oh, and ‘dinner’ is what you ate at noon. This is ‘supper.’”
