Grandma’s biscuits.

Grandma’s biscuits.  I don’t even have to close my eyes to remember the smell, or better yet, the taste of these little flour masterpieces: tall as they were round, hot out of the oven, and just waiting for sausage gravy, homemade strawberry jam, apple butter, or cinnamon butter honey. Grandma’s biscuit cutter holds a place of reverence in the family history books, and is still called into action on a regular basis.  Retreat with me, if you will, to the days in time when biscuits could make everything just a little better.  Even Adams Apple Butter.  Let the memories rise.

Written by guest blogger Tina Bulloch (Theresa’s sister)

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