So, now that we've gone and cancelled our cable, we live at the whims of what's available on the public airwaves.
This means that I've been watching a lot more PBS lately. There's some really fascinating stuff on there!
So I watched, with moist salivary glands, a show called "Everyday Baking."
Host John Barricelli makes some naughty baked things on that show, and the recipes seem pretty easy.
I told The Good Man that I'd watched the show and was going to try my hand at making homemade biscuits.
That grown man, in a full Cookie Monster voice, said "biscuits?"
This morning, I printed out the recipe and placed it on the counter. I will make them later today to be ready for weekend breakfasts.
Every time The Good Man walked by the counter while getting ready for work and spotted the recipe, I heard "biscuits?!?"
He opened the fridge, "hon, why is there a bunch of cut up butter in here?"
"That's for the biscuits, they said the butter needs to be cold and in small chunks."
"Biscuits!?!?"
As he kissed me goodbye for the day, he bounced on the balls of his feet and uttered one last, "biscuits!?!?"
Oh man, with such Cookie Monster passion about these biscuits, now I'm sort of scared. What if they turn out like flour-y hockey pucks?
GAH THE PRESSURE!
Then again, I bought sausage to make sausage gravy. Just about anything tastes ok covered in sausage gravy.
