When it comes to Nana's biscuits, all notions of healthy dieting fly completely out of the window. Biscuits ... Butter ... Homemade Fig Preserves ... Coffee. Yes, please. (P.S. That's my great-grandmother's old food processor in the background. And yes, although is screeches like a banshee, it still works, unlike Nana's and my newer models. …
Biscuits + Yesterday + Tomorrow = Today
Living in the past is not an option. For years now, the universe has been telling me to get rid of stuff. It's necessary as part of my life's mission. I still don't know what that mission is, but the universe, or else that little voice inside my head, has been pretty loud and clear. …
Biscuit-Makin’ Nana
Nana hasn't made me biscuits in ages, and she missed it. Me too! These days, I'm usually the one cooking her meals. So this morning, here she is bright and early in the kitchen. Just a couple bickies though 'cause I unfortunately no longer have the metabolism of a six-year-old. She even managed to pull …