tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838364038531574378.post149069168309995578..comments2023-04-25T10:02:35.452-05:00Comments on Who's the Minion here?: A semi rhetorical questionBeylithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12979414293606640220noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838364038531574378.post-37121877324074883032011-10-12T12:30:08.807-05:002011-10-12T12:30:08.807-05:00It might just be biscuits, but it is something. It...It might just be biscuits, but it is something. It is your words and your thoughts on something that is important to you (an most good southern women). And hey I love biscuits, so you know, its all good.Beylithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12979414293606640220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838364038531574378.post-36830979975079920222011-10-12T12:23:26.414-05:002011-10-12T12:23:26.414-05:00I'm currently working on a... very, very long ...I'm currently working on a... very, very long post about biscuits. Not just because biscuits are this very awesome and wonderful thing, in and of themselves, and our southern buttermilk biscuits deserve 2000 words, but because my grandma's biscuits are... the essence of home to me. It's familiar and not measured but eyeballed and done together and enjoyed differently by everyone and handed down from generation to generation and it's constant and changing and... all the things. <br /><br />Is it profound? Nope. They're biscuits. But it's what I've got.LE Beanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10875348216787326397noreply@blogger.com