How Jealousy Spurred Me to Make Biscuits

ok, so I guess I am a petty person. The other morning my lovely wife Rachelishungry decided to make some biscuits, and they turned out really nice. Light and fluffy, warm and tasty, just like her! minus the fluffy part of course…In other words her biscuits were the exact opposite of my many attempts at creating biscuits but actually making hockey pucks made of sawdust…I can cook almost anything, but a good biscuit has always eluded me for some reason which I have mentally swept under the kitchen rug for years…but  my wife’s biscuits made me so darn mad at myself i had to one up her and make even better biscuits, and by Jove and bu golly i think i did just that….sorry wifeishungry…i used an old recipe for Angel Biscuits from one of my vintage cookbooks…see, my biscuits were always too flat, like a can of pepsi sitting on the hood of a car in summer or the top of Glenn’s head…but the addition of yeast!?!?!?!?!?!? sounds like sacrilegious jibber jabber, but it sure did work..anyway..i ate one…lisaishungry ate one, catishungry ate one…somerandomladyintheshopishungry ate one…and we all agreed that they were the best biscuits ever made by anyone ever in the history of mankind, including your grandmother!!! yes YOU!!!!!<<<<<warning!!! the previous statement is probably not true in any way shape or form<<<<<<<

anywho, look at the pictures, yo! there’s even some pictures of the book store all up in this mofo!!! maybe even a PICTURE OF SOME POTATOES!!!!! FUDGE YES!!!! word to your mother..peace im out..abc-ya…drop the zero and get with the hero baby!!!!

 

 

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One response to “How Jealousy Spurred Me to Make Biscuits

  1. Hmmm… your “biscuits” look what I call a “scone”… My “biscuits” look like what you would call a “cookie”, confused yet? Yep…

    My New Zealand Grandmother was a champion scone maker, she taught my mother, my sister and me, Only Grandma and my sister “had the knack”, as she called it: my mother and I were in what I suppose you would call “hockey puck ” territory (not that I’ve ever seen an actual hockey puck, I haven’t, but I’m making a wild guess based on your description).

    We apparently don;t have the knack, even working side by side with the Master for many many years and have her half of the batch rise twice or three times the size of ours.

    She always said that the secret was to place them close together on the oven tray, apparently they “encourage ech other to rise”.
    That’s the only piece of wisdom I can offer that might give you hope that your winning biscuit streak would continue … fingers crossed:)

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