These biscuits converted me into a bread person.
I’m not usually a bread person.
Before you congratulate me for resisting bread baskets, know that I more than make up for it with dessert. I’m the one who clears everyone’s dessert plates and somehow always has room for one more bite. No matter how full I am, dessert finds a way.
It’s predictable, and true.
Maybe I was especially hungry that day, probably distracted by playing my Jersey Boys soundtrack on repeat, or maybe these really are as delicious as I remember — but these were the best biscuits I’ve had in a long time. Not quite the greasy late-night McDonald’s miracle after a wild night, but otherwise they outshone every biscuit I can recall. I don’t live in the South, so my experience with legendary biscuits is limited, but still: these are outstanding. I also tried to stop calling things the “best ever” a while back — always convinced there’s a new best to find — but here I go again, making bold claims 20 days into the year.
