If there’s one thing the South does well, it’s biscuits. There are many other things they do well as well – fried chicken, grits, greens, naming things Peachtree – but I’d like to talk about biscuits for a moment. Sweet potato biscuits to be precise.
Now if you’re like me and have spent most of your years above the Mason/Dixon line, you may be unaware of the fact that biscuits go with anything. You may also be unaware of the fact that you can make anything with sweet potatoes. And you would certainly be surprised to learn that putting sweet potatoes IN biscuits produces something so sweetly harmonious that you just might fall off your breakfast chair out of joy.
Well, that’s what happened to me this morning at Highland Bakery. OK, I might be exaggerating about the falling off the chair bit, but I certainly am not exaggerating when I say that once I bit into this crumbly biscuit, I very nearly lost all interest in the rest of my breakfast, including both bacon AND coffee.
I’d tell you about the rest of my meals from my first full day in Atlanta, but to be honest, nothing quite measured up. The opening keynote of the conference was interesting, and I liked walking through the Sweet Auburn District. It was fun to have dinner with Suz and Ken, though our actual dinner was a bit underwhelming. We parted ways late in the evening, and I wandered back to Dawn’s with visions of sweet potato biscuits dancing in my head.
Miles walked: 6.25
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655 Highland Ave NE
Atlanta, GA 30312