This morning Tom called and said, “I’m headed home. Coming through Moselle. Y’all want to eat?” He owns a trucking company and we get to see him anytime he goes south to make a delivery. I’d say he’s a truck driver, but really he’s a Roads Scholar.
It was too late for breakfast and too early for lunch… So I made breakfast anyway. I love any opportunity to make biscuits, but don’t often do it because they’re so bad for just the two of us. I can only make a huge pan, and we’d eat them as long as they’re there. Today was the perfect opportunity. I still had to go easy on lunch.