Biscuit Love

 

I made Biscuits the other day.

And they turned out wonderful.

People all have different definitions of a great biscuit.

My dad personally like them thin.

Others like them a mile high.

I like them in between,

thick enough to open them and have

the warm flakiness inside.

Ready to be slathered in

Butter and jelly.

Or Chocolate gravy,

I need to make some of that soon.

Anyway I thought I'd take a picture and teach everyone:

That a Biscuit

Handmade, mind you,

Is a Beautiful Thing.