I Forgot How Much I Loved Biscuits
Last week I was in Nashville visiting my uncle. It had been a long time since I'd been to the south, and while there are things I can do without, I sure do love me some Southern cooking.
I hope to post a little more about what I ate, as it ranged from the simple (several of our DINNERS were less than $25 for two or more people) to the sublime.
I have to say, though, that out of everything I managed to consume in the country music capital the biscuits from the Cracker Barrel restaurant (yes, you read correctly) were what truly captured my heart. They were really, really fucking good.
"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld