OK, all you Yankees: you might want to turn away from this. It won't do anything but gross you out.
Anyhow, I had a Jones a bit ago for an old Southern staple--one of the seven basic Southern Food Groups--and so I went into Mother Smith's World Famous Kitchen and whipped up a batch of cornbread, ran over to Kroger for half a gallon of buttermilk and had myself a party. Above's a photo of the result. I just love this stuff and I feel like parking my truck in the front yard and putting it up on blocks when I eat it. Mmmmmmmm.