Friday, June 16, 2006
Nashville, Indiana.
This is a fried biscuit. Definitely more like a donut than any biscuit I've ever known.
I ate with apple butter (good, but not really my jam), just butter (wow, yum), and
then later, cold, with a hunk of soft, warm fudge jammed in the middle (KICKASS).
As promised, a picture of my feet.
No, not mashed potatoes! This is coleslaw. It's all ground up and gritty and tastes like
grass and pepper. I liked it.
It says call 877-FRIED-BISCUITS.
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