.... is driving me crazy.

I've seen one and simply can't recall where it was. Anybody seen it?
It's a poem, obviously American, that tells how to make the biscuits.

Pastorio

"Bob (this one)" wrote

... is driving me crazy.
I've seen one and simply can't recall where it was.
Anybody seen it? It's a poem, obviously American, that
tells how to make the biscuits.

Can you remember any part of it? Even a phrase a couple of
words long should be enough for Google to track it down.


--
Bob, another one

Kanyak's Doghouse
http://www.kanyak.com

"Opinicus" wrote in message
...
"Bob (this one)" wrote

... is driving me crazy.
I've seen one and simply can't recall where it was. Anybody seen it? It's
a poem, obviously American, that tells how to make the biscuits.

Can you remember any part of it? Even a phrase a couple of words long
should be enough for Google to track it down.



I've looked back through my "stuff" on beaten biscuits (of which I'm a great
fan, they being one of the early USAian contributions to good food - another
being "Spoon Bread", enough to make the most hardened polenta addict cry out
in quest of more. I find no rhymes, only paragraphs of beating instructions
enough to cause both sadists and masochists to go all a'quiver.

TMO

"Bob (this one)" wrote in
:

... is driving me crazy.

I've seen one and simply can't recall where it was. Anybody seen it?
It's a poem, obviously American, that tells how to make the biscuits.

Pastorio


I can't find the whole lyric, but, from Maria Howard Weeden's "Bandanna
Ballads":

"Two hundred licks is what I give
for home folks, never fewer
An'if I'm 'specting company in,
I gives five hundred sure!"

d ;D

"dolo" wrote

I can't find the whole lyric, but, from Maria Howard
Weeden's "Bandanna
Ballads":

"Two hundred licks is what I give
for home folks, never fewer
An'if I'm 'specting company in,
I gives five hundred sure!"

http://www.awhf.org/weeden.html

--
Bob

Kanyak's Doghouse
http://www.kanyak.com

dolo wrote:

"Bob (this one)" wrote

... is driving me crazy.

I've seen one and simply can't recall where it was. Anybody seen it?
It's a poem, obviously American, that tells how to make the biscuits.

Pastorio

I can't find the whole lyric, but, from Maria Howard Weeden's "Bandanna
Ballads":

"Two hundred licks is what I give
for home folks, never fewer
An'if I'm 'specting company in,
I gives five hundred sure!"

'Zackly the one I've been trying to recall. Thanks. I posted it to the
SavoryFare2 list where there's been a lengthy thread about beaten
biscuits and now you're famous.

Thanks.

Pastorio