GRIT WAR 2024: A House Divided
November 8-10, 2024 - 2908 Optimist Farm Road, Apex NC
GRIT WAR 2024: A House Divided
November 8-10, 2024 - 2908 Optimist Farm Road, Apex NC
November 8-10, 2024 - 2908 Optimist Farm Road, Apex NC
November 8-10, 2024 - 2908 Optimist Farm Road, Apex NC
Savory or Sweet in this epic SCA battle of skills and flavors! Grit War isn’t just about the clash of arms; it’s also a fierce competition of Arts & Sciences where your creativity can sway the tides of war.
Team Savory – Will you bring bold, spiced creations to the field?
Team Sweet – Or will you conquer with the sweet and delectable?
Join us in the lists or showcase your talents in A&S—whichever side you choose, your skills will be put to the test! Register now and take your place in this legendary conflict!
Friday
Gate 5:00 - 10:00 pm
Saturday
Gate 8: 00 am - 2:00 pm
Sunday
Site closes at 11:00 am
Evening Court - 4:30 pm
Trebuchet Demonstration - 11:00 am
Feast - 6:00 pm
Martial and A&S schedules are available on their respective pages.
Once upon a time, in the heart of medieval Europe, an age-old culinary tradition was about to be upended. The New World had offered up its bounty, and among the treasures was a golden grain: corn. This new staple, brought across the treacherous ocean, was transformed into a humble yet hearty dish known as grits.
Sir Thomas, a valiant knight, had returned from his travels, his armor dulled by battle, his heart yearning for the comforts of home. As he crossed the threshold of his ancestral halls, the familiar scents of his family's kitchen filled his senses. Yet, within the steaming pots and sizzling pans lay a surprise that would ignite a feud as fierce as any he had faced in war.
Grits, the dish he had savored as a child with a sprinkle of sugar, now lay mingled with savory herbs, cheeses, and meats. A culinary blasphemy to his taste! How could his kin commit such a deed? His palate revolted at the thought, his culinary creed betrayed.
The knight's family defended their innovation, touting the versatility of grits, how it embraced savory flavors with as much gusto as the sweet. But Sir Thomas' indignation could not be swayed. A house divided, the battle lines were drawn: savory versus sweet.
With the banner of sugar clutched firmly in hand, Sir Thomas embarked upon a quest, a quest to find others who shared his saccharine affinity for grits. He traveled through villages and towns, across rivers and valleys, preaching the gospel of sweet grits, seeking to amass an army that would stand against the savory tide.
His journey was long and fraught with challenges. He encountered savory zealots, indifferent to the allure of sugar, and those who had never heard of grits at all. Yet, there were some—a confectioner in a distant hamlet, a baker whose buns were the sweetest in all the land—who heeded his call.
As the months passed, Sir Thomas found his ranks swelling, a mix of sweet-toothed peasants, dessert-loving squires, and knights tired of the savory scourge. They were ready to march, spoons in hand, to fight for the honor of sweet grits.
The day of reckoning arrived. The two sides met upon the fields of Thomas' home, the air thick with the scent of corn. But before the clash could commence, a voice rang out—a voice of reason. Lady Elanor, Thomas' wise sister, stepped between the factions with a proposition: a feast to celebrate both savory and sweet, to see which could win the hearts of the people.
The savory brought forth grits with bacon and cheddar, with onions and thyme. The sweet presented bowls adorned with honey, berries, and cream. The people ate, they deliberated, they debated. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, a realization dawned upon the crowd.
The true victor was not sweet nor savory, but choice—the culinary tapestry that corn had woven into their lives. It was a harmony of flavors, a marriage of traditions old and new.
Sir Thomas, humbled and heartened, saw the wisdom in his sister's words. He laid down his spoon, and the sweet crusade came to an end. The knight had sought to make right by the sword, only to discover that unity, not division, was the true path to culinary delight.
And so, the house once divided now stood together, the war of grits resolved not by might, but by the shared joy of a feast. For in the end, whether one's bowl is sweet or savory, it is the pleasure of the meal and the company we share it with that truly matters. And thus, the grits divide was mended, one spoonful at a time.
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