Simply stated, they are fantastic. They always have been since I can remember.
Made from scratch, warm, flaky, and perfect for topping with apple butter.
The problem is that she can’t tell you how she makes them. She has no recipe. It’s not difficult – flour, baking soda, buttermilk, etc. But, there is no formula. No measuring. Just feel and instinct born out of deep experience.
Of course, you can watch her, and copy how she makes them. But even if you use the exact same ingredients and follow her actions step-by-step, the imitation version probably won’t end up looking or tasting like my Mom’s.
Additionally, it would be impossible to scale my Mom’s biscuits because every iteration is a touch different. Perhaps one time there is bit more flour or a bit more buttermilk. Whatever. They still taste amazing.
As I think about it, maybe the real reason I love my Mom’s biscuits is not because there is anything special about them. No secret ingredients. No special recipe.
Maybe they taste so good to me, at least in part, because of who makes them.
If you think this post is about biscuits, you’ve lost the thread.