This post might seem like I'm on a bit of a rant. I heard a radio commercial recently while I was driving around aimlessly with a toddler who was zonked out in his car seat. The commercial was for a well known barbecue rib-type sandwich. The tagline went along the lines of calling the sandwich a "Taste of real barbecue." I almost woke up the boy with my laughing and truck driver response!
Not only that, they claim it's slathered with a Memphis-style barbecue sauce. I feel sorry for all the Memphians who churn out quality barbecue and sauce that would outsell that weird-shaped slab any day. A similar advertisement making me wonder is from another popular fast food chain (picture yellow star with a happy face).
They proudly claim their biscuits are made from scratch but they arrive at the store frozen. The biscuits must be made somewhere...they don't just materialize in front of your eyes. You could say the buns are made from scratch or the tortillas or the....I gotta stop now. I'm totally not judging where anyone eats, I just think it's funny how one thing can be called something when it's completely not.
Today I made breakfast biscuits... from scratch.I mixed dry ingredients like flour, with wet ingredients like buttermilk. I filled them with smoked bacon, fried egg and Havarti cheese, a splash of hot sauce and a sprinkle of salt and pepper.