They look good, don’t they. Well, this is the sad story with a tragic ending to six poor little, short-lived Maple Cornmeal Drop Biscuits that are this week’s pick for Tuesdays With Dorie, chosen by Lindsay of A Little Something....Sweet!
I made half a recipe which made seven lovely, perfect cornmeal biscuits with a hint of sweetness from the maple. They were super simple to make with everyday cornbread/biscuit ingredients. The only thing I used different from the recipe is I used 2% milk instead of whole milk.
After the biscuits baked and cooled just slightly, I prepared one for its photo shoot and some tasting.
Ooh, looking good. Work it baby, work it. ( The photo shoot was going splendidly.)
Oh yeah, show us what you’re made of, Biscuit. Nice. A little sweetness and you’re done with a drizzle of maple syrup.
It was a great photo shoot. And the biscuit tasted great, too.
I tucked the other six away in an airtight container so they could be eaten that evening for dinner with some chili I made. Minutes before we sat down to eat, I threw them on a baking sheet in a hot oven to warm them again as Dorie suggested in the recipe. We ate chili and whatever other things I’d prepared for dinner. Finished, cleaned up and dinner was a done deal.
Then it just all the sudden hit me—the biscuits were still in the warm oven (that had been turned off, but was still quite warm)!! I pulled the brown hockey pucks out of the oven. Unless anyone likes eating rocks, these were destined to their permanent home in the trash. sigh Well, pooh.
I am sure worse things have happened and I am glad I at least got to taste the one lucky one and it was good. So that’s it. Tragic, I know. ;)
I’m sure there were a lot more successful biscuit stories out there in TWD Land.
Some cute pictures will make up for it. On Saturday, Sam decided to make “tickets” for us to be invited to a picmik he was planning. Taylor, Parker and I all were invited. Taylor got in on the food planning and he and Sam did it all themselves. They even made peanut butter sandwiches and picked out all the crackers and things to go with it and there we were at 10 a.m. on Saturday having our picmik lunch outside. It was a beautiful day and we had just “hiked” up to the water tower near our house. It could not have been more cute to hear Sam keep saying picmik over and over.
You can see the water tower with the white top in the distance there. I have hiked up to it many times and Parker and Scott have, too. But for the first time, Taylor and Sam went with me, as well as Parker (Kevin was on a Boy Scout camp out with Scott). The little guys did just fine and it was some great little exercise for the day. Sam was so proud to have made it up to the tower.
That night, we roasted marshmallows at the kitchen stove and made s’mores. It was a big mess, but the boys loved it.
Okay, that’s all.