Well, in one of my past posts I was lamenting my curious inability to turn out fluffy biscuits. My anonymous commenter said "call your mother" ( you know who you are!) I should have known better, and called her first. But I can be hard headed that way. After an evening of guidance from my mother, I feel confident that I can do this when she isn't around! They turned out beautifully! Seems I was doing a few things wrong: mixing the dough too much, baking them at too hot of a temperature, and after we turned down the oven, let them bake a little longer, bingo. perfect biscuits. Its about time. Now I can ditch the whack and bake variety forever! :) So next time you are banging your head against the wall about something, remember to call your mother! Especially if she is awesome like my mother. :)
Virginia
I know your mom must be very happy right now!
ReplyDeleteGlad you've got your biscuits figured out! I call my mom all the time with my cooking questions and if she doesn't answer I call one of my aunts (her sister's). Yes, they are all wonderful like you mom!
ReplyDeleteIt just goes to show no matter how old you get, you still need your mom! :)
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