When I saw a recipe for biscuits and gravy in the most recent issue of Family Fun magazine they looked so yummy that I wanted to try them immediately. Unfortunately, we didn’t have any sausage in the house so I couldn’t make the gravy, but we did have all the stuff for the biscuits, so I decided to make those. Don’t they look fluffy and yummy?
The article showed a kid making the biscuits and my boys are always game for a baking project so I put them to work.
First, I had them stir together the flour and baking powder with a couple of whisks. Augie decided to pretend his was the claw from Toy Story 3 and he raised it up in the air over his head.
He got flour all over his head and shirt, but that’s to be expected when you’re baking, right?
After the dry ingredients were mixed, I had the boys cut the butter up. They very much enjoyed using the knives, but when I asked them to try to cut the butter into the flour, they lost interest and took off to play Beyblades and scream. I quickly finished putting the dough together, cut the biscuits out and threw them in the oven.
This is how they came out:
Do you remember that picture of the fluffy biscuits from up at the top of the post? Let me refresh your memory:
I think it would be fair to say that I NAILED IT! Don’t you?
OK, so maybe I didn’t.
They were a lot more like crackers than they were like biscuits. At first I thought the problem was that my baking powder was old, but I tried again yesterday with a brand new container and they came out only slightly fluffier.
They tasted really good though. Wyatt was especially fond of them and he ate at least half the batch with blackberry jam on top. In fact, mid-way through his second one he said, “Mom, you know what you should do for your job? You should be a baker!”
Bless his little misinformed heart!
So tell me biscuit bakers? What the heck am I doing wrong? What do I have to do to get fluffy biscuits?
I am compensated for my time as a community leader for the Horizon BlogFrog community, but I assure you they did not encourage me to screw up my baked goods.