We only get Pillsbury style up here tho or KFC rarely... your biscuits are different and lend better to gravy, or they'd be so dry. Nobody likes dry biscuits... except the British. 😄
The buttermilk keeps them moist without them getting too soggy. If they're saturated with buttermilk, the gravy can't penetrate and make them too mushy.
On another note...
I live near an area where some nuns started a convent and school for women. I went to visit it during a field trip and one of the stories they told was that the nuns landed after coming down the river on a raft and the only rations they had were watermelons and buttermilk, so they dipped the watermelon in buttermilk so hopefully the sugar could offset the deep savory flavor of the buttermilk.
Lone buttermilk can make you gag, if you've never tasted it on its own...
I bring this up because it yet again is a thing very few up north would have ever experienced. Many likely have not had real watermelon, only being exposed to the candy flavoring, and even fewer will have had ever tasted raw buttermilk. Imagine not understanding how vile the combination of the two might be, and perhaps you'll have an even more colorful vision of how regional items such as firearms can seem absolutely otherworldly to those who have never grown up with them.
Tell, me, how is your appreciation for clam chowder? I hear a lot of coastal northerners have an obsession for the stuff.
Boston probably has the best clams, so it'd make sense that they make the best chowder. New Jersey gets frozen soups and pre-made canned clam chowders... so yea.
We butter our biscuits, tyvm.
We only get Pillsbury style up here tho or KFC rarely... your biscuits are different and lend better to gravy, or they'd be so dry. Nobody likes dry biscuits... except the British. 😄
The buttermilk keeps them moist without them getting too soggy. If they're saturated with buttermilk, the gravy can't penetrate and make them too mushy.
On another note...
I live near an area where some nuns started a convent and school for women. I went to visit it during a field trip and one of the stories they told was that the nuns landed after coming down the river on a raft and the only rations they had were watermelons and buttermilk, so they dipped the watermelon in buttermilk so hopefully the sugar could offset the deep savory flavor of the buttermilk.
Lone buttermilk can make you gag, if you've never tasted it on its own...
I bring this up because it yet again is a thing very few up north would have ever experienced. Many likely have not had real watermelon, only being exposed to the candy flavoring, and even fewer will have had ever tasted raw buttermilk. Imagine not understanding how vile the combination of the two might be, and perhaps you'll have an even more colorful vision of how regional items such as firearms can seem absolutely otherworldly to those who have never grown up with them.
Tell, me, how is your appreciation for clam chowder? I hear a lot of coastal northerners have an obsession for the stuff.
Definitely worth the watch:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gB2dk9f_VO4
New England clam chowder, yes haha. Too bad soup is like $4 a can now, and full of gmo soy, so we abstain.
Many believe the Manhattan version is disgusting. I've only had it like once.
Lmao, the Killer Instinct shirt.
Boston probably has the best clams, so it'd make sense that they make the best chowder. New Jersey gets frozen soups and pre-made canned clam chowders... so yea.