BISCUITS

Sunday night Craig had the brilliant idea of having biscuits for supper. No problem. Well, maybe one or two. First we had to finally make the "master" mix (sounds like a rapper doesn't it?) that mix makes the biscuits easier. But when we opened our flour we found lots of little bugs. So we "sifted" 5 pounds of flour through a strainer normally used for hamburger or spaghetti.


Then we got to the biscuit making. Hudson was a BIG help and most enjoys the cutting part, of course.


Just an example of how different making stuff is. No canned biscuits that is for sure. I thought we were a big deal ... real Emeril types when we used cornmeal or Bisquick. Now I feel like someone's grandmother with my cream of tartar making my own buttermilk.


Here is little different perspective on the work. The table from Hudson's eyes.