We had two really warm days this week. By “really warm,” I mean, 50 degrees in Michigan in January. They were promptly and predictably bookended by several days of snow and freezing temperatures. It’s the kind of weather that makes me think about….well, running away to Tahiti. But also biscuits.
I love biscuits. Pillowy, fluffy, savory biscuits, dripping with butter and all the promise of delicious flavor conveniently transported to my mouth in one hand-sized package. My favorite, of course, is the buttermilk biscuit that I can now make in my sleep, practically. But I’ve been working on other species, if you will, of biscuit. Continue reading