...The Breakfast Biscuit Sandwiches That Are the Staple of the Southern Alcohol Enthusiast's Diet*
I just love that description.*Jim Ruland, "The Fluffiest Biscuit," The Oxford American, Issue 57, 2007. Photo by ME at the BMD.
posted by k at 8:53 PM
8 Comments:
MMM...biscuit.
I don't care what it is, just put it in my mouth.
Isn't it interesting that most of the (few) comments that come in on this blog are from Eaters' Rights folks and are in response to posts about different kinds of eggs on different kinds of bread?
Last night I had a hamburger for an appetizer. Just try and stop me from doing it again.
Why come more folks don't put whole omelets on bread? An omelet sandwich! I've done it, and it was amazing.
Radio Ahab, please see my post of June 13, cf The Meatnormous. Thank you, IITRY.
I can't stop fucking thinking about biscuits.
PPP, your comment could be a cleverly racy poem with just a line break:
I can't stop fucking
Thinking about biscuits
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