Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

Whoa… slather me with crisco and call my fat ass a tasty biscuit. What the fuck is this, Bloguarary???? This seriously couldn’t have been a more perfect question for HUMP DAY!!

I am truly taken back by yall actually producing a thought provoking prompt. Thank you. 🙏 It’s only taken 17 days.

Shall we attempt this? After reviewing 3 random answers this morning, I feel like most of us missed the fact that this said “WHERE”. There were alot of “WHEN” answers.

Anyways…

“WRAPPERS DELIGHT”

In the park or on the beach, under city lights or a street-side seat,
Baking biscuits, rhythm and heat,
Cafés, rooftops, all up in these city street,
Public faces unite, creating TVs best biscuit fights.

Some prefer to do it on a mountain trail, or a bustling square,
Mixing dough in the open air,
From a farmer’s market stall to the bathrooms at the state fair,
Biscuit magic happens everywhere.

In the bowels of New York skyscrapers, or with Jenny from the block,
Two souls start mixing, 9 months on the clock?
In a community garden or Jacks’ car, with a riverside view,
Public biscuit baking, Is it for you?

Drop a comment telling us a place you’ve made biscuits without telling us you’ve made biscuits! I’ll be impatiently waiting to smile and laugh with you!!!