
For the most part, I’m one of those savory sorts. See I didn’t say unsavory: is that the same as sweet? Yeah, rather a nonsensical statement. I prefer salty, spice-filled dishes over the coma-inducing, sugar laden stuff. I enjoy dessert, I just don’t crave it.
A major exception to this personal quirk would be biscuits. Maybe that’s because they roll back and forth between sweet – smothered with jam – and savory – popping with cheese, black pepper and herbs.
I’ve stirred together plenty of biscuits over the years; some with great success, others that would have smashed the tiles on the floor…then I encountered jammers at Grand Central Bakery. Biscuit bliss goin’ on here. Continue reading