Ah, biscuits. I love you guys. I really love you best smothered in homemade sausage gravy.
In an earlier post I mentioned that I am not a great breakfast cook as far as dealing with the basics. Eggs—nope. Pancakes—are you kidding me? Omelets—that would be Better Half’s specialty. But gravy? Wowza, I make a mean sausage gravy. I even make amazing liver gravy (yes, liver) and, brace yourself—squirrel gravy so good you’ll want to lick the pan. Liver gravy goes on liver (and mashed potatoes!); squirrel gravy goes on top of fried squirrel (and mashed potatoes!); and sausage gravy goes on top of, urg, frozen biscuits. I’m just not a talented biscuit maker. That all changed last week.
How did I suddenly become a great biscuit maker? A very close friend let me in on her secret recipe for homemade biscuits. I tried it and shockingly enough, I made real biscuits. I swore to her I would not divulge her secret recipe, so for now I am just sharing only a hint of my beautiful biscuits. I am going to work on mastering my own biscuit recipe so I will have one to share.
Good gravy-no gravy necessary!