Biscuit Blunder

Jim has been on me lately to try my hand at making homemade biscuits. Well, after gathering all of the necessary ingredients (and that took 3 trips to Publix), I got a wild hair today and thought I'd see what I could do.

Let's say I am NO Paula Deen. . . or Rachel Ray. . . or Sandra Lee. . . you get the picture.

Here are my very bitter, mis-shapen, not-quite-hockey-puck southern biscuits.

I did redeem myself with a yummy meatloaf- made with Jim's latest deer.

Practice makes perfect. I guess.