DH always treats me after taking me to the doctor. It's a fun way for us both to relax together. On the way to dine at a seafood place on 11th St named Six Feet Under I spotted a specialty foods market I'd read about and never visited. Star Provisions is a lovely shop full of unique kitchen and dining items as well as a charcuterie, fine cheeses and fish. Oh, I could've spend a couple of hundred easily if I had it.

Instead I treated myself to a jar of
Lusty Monk Original Sin Mustard. The clerk gave us a little taste and we were sold. It was a revelation to have fresh tasting mustard which was bright, sharp and fruity.
I also decided to treat myself to some Anson Mills antebellum grits and Carolina rice to see if there 'all that.' When I was growing up we used to buy cornmeal and grits from a real mill which was by Stone Mountain. The stoneground grits were far better than the grocery store brands which always taste old. They never go stale because they start out stale, sad to say, being heat processed. I'll report to you how the grits come out. There's a grits and greens recipe on the Anson Mills site I'm eager to test.
Anson Mills productsDecloaking -- I live in Atlanta also. And Star Provisions is one of those little places where you walk in and think, "I must be in heaven, man!" They have excellent, well, everything, but we go there for real Spanish serrano ham.
I have found those stone-ground grits to be a little problematic. You have to cook them and cook them and cook them and cook them and cook them. I imagine that a crockpot would be best. That said, they're delicious, and you'll never want Uncle Ben's Instant Grits again. Of course, you have to be really Southern to even imagine eating grits, in most cases. And then there's the Acid Test, buttermilk.