My great-aunt out on the high plains made the best biscuits! I remember them well.
Her kids were raised on them out in the middle of nowhere near Gladstone NM.
If they went to town, 40 miles away, the kids often hoped they would stay late. If they did, there would not be time to make biscuits at home, so they would buy some store bought white bread which the kids thought was great.
Now my aunt is gone. Several of her kids, my aunts and uncles, have said they wished they had one of their momma’s biscuits many a time.
I know how she made them, and often make them here.
well, how about a recipe...