Everything bagel gouda biscuits
Biscuits
Did you guess it? Do you not have any idea why I am asking you about a guessing game? Well, pause. Go back to here. Scroll down. Read my clue and then come back. Did you get it? BISCUITS!! It is the eve of the brunchiest day on the planet. Well, aside for Mother’s Day and really any other nothing to do kinda Sunday, in my humble opinion. My kind of brunch includes biscuits. Actually, my kind of any meal includes biscuits. Or carbs of any variety. And a week ago, it would have included cheese. Womp, womp. (If you want more on that saga, read this. I honestly feel like Juliet talking about Romeo, except I am Juliet and Cheese is Romeo. “My only love, sprung from my only hate.”) Cue the Claire Danes cry face. Anywhoo. Changing the subject only a little bit here. Any time I make biscuits, I think of Stephie. That and sweet potatoes. Those two things were kind of obsolete from my diet before she came along. The first time I made biscuits was actually with Stephie. And shocker, it was a recipe for the blog. Man, to watch her dump the bowl of flaky, …
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