Anyway, get tube of biscuits (the kind that explode when you open them and
give you heart palpitations). With a sharp wet knife (fillet knife is what I
use) slice the raw biscuit in half trying to preserve the shape as much as
possible. Now take a variety of stuff like slices of cheeze, pepperoni,
prepared ham, spam or whatever is handy,and place a piece in each biscuit.
Pinch the edges shut and bake for required time (its on the wrapper).
Put all the biscuits in a napkin lined basket and pass around with the
understanding that there can be no picking and choosing. What you get is what
you get. Kinda like Russian Roulette. Its lots of fun and pretty good eating
as well.
who said life has to be monotonous
B.T.W. If you paint the inside of your chicken coop orange, your chickens
will lay more eggs (From Rules of Thumb)
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Help stamp out Woolly Mammoths...
>On Mon, 17 Jul 1995 in article <Snazzier than average biscuits>,
>'edr...@halcyon.com (Ed Rich)' wrote:
>
>>Anyway, get tube of biscuits (the kind that explode when you open them and
>
>>give you heart palpitations).
>
>
>I just bought a couple of tubes of those things last weekend and had my
>first experience with the "biscuit bazooka" aka "ballistic biscuits"!
>Wow... it's a good thing they're only dough <g>.
>
>
Sue, have you ever heard Brett Butler's story about her sister-in-law (or some
such relative): driving home from the grocery store with a bag of groceries
in the seat behind her; it was unbelievably hot weather; she stopped at a
convenience store to get a soda or something and started toward home again.
All of a sudden she heard this really loud explosion and felt something hit
her in the back of the head. She put her hand up (but not too close) and felt
something mushy. She was convinced she had been shot and her brains were
falling out!
When she finally pulled into her driveway and started screaming/honking for
someone to come out and help her, they discovered a can of biscuits in the
grocery bag had exploded and hit her in the head. Ha ha ha.
Perfect Baking Powder Biscuits
Mix together: 2 C. sifted flour
3 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. salt
Cut in with pastry cutter:
1/3 C. shortening
Add and mix just until moist (still lumpy):
about 3/4 to 1 C. milk or buttermilk
(If using buttermilk, reduce b. powder to 2 tsp. and add 1/4 tsp. soda.)
Roll and cut with biscuit cutter. Melt 2-3 T. of butter on a cookie
sheet; dip tops of cut-out biscuits into melted butter once, then place on
sheet with buttered top up. Bake at 450 deg. F. for 12 to 15 minutes.
Nancy Dooley
-- There is no love sincerer than the love of food. (George Bernard Shaw)
This reminds me of something my mother told me. In Germany (at least in
Berlin, apparently) it was traditional to eat jelly doughnuts on New Year's
Eve (they are called "Pfannkuchen" in Berlin, "Berliner" elsewhere, I
believe). The New Year's tradition part of it was that while most of the
doughnuts were filled with jelly, the occasional one would have a sardine
filling. Imagine the face of the person who bit into the sardine doughnut.
Talk about your Schadenfreude. :@
-- Nicole
: use) slice the raw biscuit in half trying to preserve the shape as much as
: possible. Now take a variety of stuff like slices of cheeze, pepperoni,
: prepared ham, spam or whatever is handy,and place a piece in each biscuit.
My mother used to make Surprise Hamburgers. Hunk of cheese, or slice of
sausage, or dollop of pepper and onion, or anything else she was in the
mood to hide inside the burger before frying. No picking and choosing
either. But my parents would trade with us if we got one we didn't want.
I'd do that here for my kids, if only one of them weren't a vegetarian.
Claudia
cbr...@amanda.dorsai.org
On 18 Jul 1995, Sue M. Ford wrote:
> I just bought a couple of tubes of those things last weekend and had my
> first experience with the "biscuit bazooka" aka "ballistic biscuits"!
> Wow... it's a good thing they're only dough <g>.
> Sue
Laugh. Its a good thing I have a textured ceiling...I still think there
is a small ort up there from one of my biscuit tubes. Katie
> This reminds me of something my mother told me. In Germany (at least in
> Berlin, apparently) it was traditional to eat jelly doughnuts on New Year's
> Eve (they are called "Pfannkuchen" in Berlin, "Berliner" elsewhere, I
> believe).
It still is traditional. No need for past tense ;-)
> The New Year's tradition part of it was that while most of the
> doughnuts were filled with jelly, the occasional one would have a sardine
> filling. Imagine the face of the person who bit into the sardine doughnut.
> Talk about your Schadenfreude. :@
Sardine? First thing I here. No, hot mustard. But perhaps in Berlin...
(those Berlins are always a bit different)
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LM>[offtopic]
LM>Nicole A. Okun (Ari...@mindlink.bc.ca) wrote:
LM>> This reminds me of something my mother told me. In Germany (at least in
LM>> Berlin, apparently) it was traditional to eat jelly doughnuts on New Year'
LM>> Eve (they are called "Pfannkuchen" in Berlin, "Berliner" elsewhere, I
LM>> believe).
LM>It still is traditional. No need for past tense ;-)
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Anybody remember John F. Kennedy's famous speech in Berlin? The one
where he wanted to identify with the citizens of Berlin? And _as_ a
citizen of Berlin?
He started out: "Ich bin ein Berliner!" (gasps from audience) "I am a
jelly doughnut!" is what he said.
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