I made pumpkin spice scones last week and brought them to church out at Pleasant Valley. It turns out I'm a very needy baker, and I spent our entire half hour of set up time telling everyone about the scones I made that morning and soliciting compliments from anyone who would taste one. (Marlene brought biscuits and gravy, too, but she didn't seem to need as much positive reinforcement as I did.) Joey arrived right before church started - after I'd wrapped up my little complement campaign, but just in time for a plate of gravy, biscuits and the last few scones on the plate. Imagine my smile when he offered up to the whole circle of lawn chairs (totally unprovoked by me) : "I don't know who made them, but I really like these biscuits with frosting." Everybody laughed and it's become one of those great inside jokes, one that of course came up over and over again this weekend as we all cooked together.
This weekend we skipped the frosting but kept the biscuits. Six or seven pans of biscuits actually. It seems like we're always gathering around food out at Pleasant Valley, and so making a bunch of biscuits actually seems like the perfect fundraiser for us. We spent Saturday evening and most of Sunday cooking all together, and raised over $800 to winterize trailers out at the park. Next year, if we put frosting on the biscuits, maybe we'll raise nine hundred.
(I'll be back Friday with Part Two and more photos.)