Baby was the cat who thought he was a person, and had a big personality by turns loving, inquisitive, even bossy. My furry BFF. I missed falling asleep and waking with him, having him insist on sharing my seat at the table, greeting me when I came home, petting his soft fur, looking into his sweet face. His little brother, Shnooky, has been a comfort to us. (Disclaimer: I didn't name them, but their names are very fitting.)
Like many cats, Baby would use his claws to knead beds and blankets. My friend Bill once told me, "Do you know what they call cats doing that in the South? Making biscuits." And when I finally regained some appetite for food and life, I knew I wanted to make this recipe. So this post is for you, buddy, and nine years of beautiful friendship. I will always miss you more than I can say.
This biscuit recipe is super-easy, and it advises you to handle the dough as little as possible for the softest biscuits. But that's not my style. Instead of just scooping the dough onto baking sheets, I rolled out the dough and cut out biscuits with a scalloped cutter. Much prettier. At top, the unbaked rounds, and above, golden puffed-up goodness.
While they're still warm, split them open and top the bottom half with sweetened whipped cream and peaches and some ground cinnamon. You might even want to enjoy it in the outdoors.
This post was linked up with Sweets for a Saturday.





