Biscuits, I imagine, shouldn’t be that hard to make. Flour. A touch of salt. Shortening or butter. Baking powder. For a girl such as myself who cooks homecooked meals on a daily basis, biscuits shouldn’t be a challenge. Why then, can I not make them?
I remember the buttery smell of biscuits baking in the oven, as my mom ladled large helpings of her homemade beef stew into strawberry-patterned bowls. The timer would beep. And suddenly all time stopped as I pulled the biscuit apart, the flaky layers giving way and simply begging for a pat of butter or a touch of strawberry jam.
My biscuits, however, tend to resemble crackers. I follow the recipe carefully, but the little round circles don’t rise in the oven. Actually, they tend to sink a little. And unfortunately, they aren’t very tasty as crackers either.
Nate assures me, “It’s the recipe. It’s not you.”
This very same line was used by my mom and sister when I was shopping for a bathing suit. “It’s not you,” they assured me, as I stared at myself critically in the mirror. “It’s the bathing suit!”
Whether they are trying to butter me up or not, I choose to believe them. Because having a close family is like having your own personal support group follow you through life. And there’s nothing wrong with that. 😉
Besides, it really was the recipe. Next time, I’m going to ask my mom for her biscuit recipe. Because hers is tried and true. And I refuse to believe that I just can’t make biscuits.
What recipe gives you a hard time, even though it should be easy?