Rise baby Rise!
Cuz I don’t brown up nice in the oven. NO! I meant I can’t bake! I’m paralyzed in the field of baking because I’m innately handicapped in following instructions. But I, too am a mere mortal who’s powerless against the calling of fresh-out-of-the-oven pastries. And I have a thing for biscuits.
For one, it is one of the few pastries that doesn’t need egg (ok, I LOVE eggs but can’t have them. That’s a Ginormica sob story for another time). And plus, they’re just endlessly versatile. They are the personal escorts, the Emporors Club of the pastry world. They will play any role you want them to play for the day, breakfast, lunch, dinner or dessert! Fantastic! If one could just be a gentleman, invest in a little courtship beforehand to get to know the biscuits well, to help her reach you-know-what. What?
It’s the RISE, baby!!!
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