I made biscuits tonight. Inspired by a blog I happened upon, I made biscuits. Really good biscuits. I have been thinking about making biscuits since August. I visited my cousins in Comanche and Paula was telling me of her memories of my great-grandmother. She knew her (though they were unrelated) because they were neighbors. I don’t have any memories of her at all except her funeral (my very first funeral at 6 years old). Paula remembers Grandma Hallford scooping flour from a bin into a big crockery bowl without using any measuring and stirring up a batch of biscuits rapidly. Wouldn’t that be great to know how to do it so well it came as easily as– I don’t know– pouring a bowl of cereal?
Not that Mark is hard to please when it comes to biscuits. One time I made biscuits from Bisquick and Mark raved like I had invented the wheel. To me, canned biscuits (the cheap kind) and Bisquick biscuits are fast and easy and serve the purpose. The good canned biscuits (like Pillsbury Grands) are special occasion fabulous biscuits. And I really have no standard of homemade biscuit to judge things on because all I ever remember from my mother and grandmothers and aunts was canned or Bisquick. Now, rolls? I had some master roll makers in the family. But trying to make a good homemade biscuit is new territory. I’ve made them in the past when I’ve had the fancy strike me or I see an interesting recipe.
So I tried this recipe and they turned out very good. You really do have to cut them the size you want because they cook up but not out. I made square ones first, but they were too small, so I used a biscuit cutter for the second batch and these were better. I think tomorrow I’ll find a tuna can or something that is even a little bigger, or cut BIG square biscuits. And next time I’m going to make her recipe for sausage gravy, too. Yum. Winter comfort food.
Janice, that is just not nice! Now I want biscuits and gravy and sausage or ham for breakfast. For some reason I don’t think this is a Weight Watchers recipe! I remember my grandmother with her big wide bowl doing the same thing – no measuring. She had a HUGE bin of flour out at the farm and her arm would go out of site to the bottom of the bin and scoop up flour. I still have her bowl, sifter, rolling pin, and the tin can she used to cut those biscuits. Memories! Thanks for dredging them up.
Comment by beckygtx — October 29, 2008 @ 9:05 am
Thanks a lot! I’m a single guy this week. How in the world am I gonna get up early enough to make this kind of breakfast? Now, I’m starving already
Comment by Gary S. — October 29, 2008 @ 3:47 pm