I’m custard cream till I die. Bourbons are the duller biscuit. Naturally, as a minor and inconsequential personal preference, I will fight to the death all who disagree.
Someone really needs to start making actual bourbon biscuits.
Like, yeah, they’re the best and all that. But, what if I need that bit of something to get me through the day? I can’t have a drink at 9 am because it’s frowned upon. But a biscuit? Yeah, that’s calm.
And that’s why the American language is so strange.
I think one day in history the dictionary everyone used got coffee on it and the words had no definitions so they had to assign them to whatever they thought was right. Sadly they were wrong.
Actually most of our words are British words but Britain changed there meaning take soccer thats what the English used to call it because of the long socks the players wore Britain lost the memo but America remembered
No no no. We FIXED them. Imagine being br*tish. Putting random “u”s in words. ColOur hOnoUr mOuLd. Imagine having a whole letter that only the 1%ers can even pronounce (its “t” pronounced like “s” but with a burst of air instead of a stream of air, and more pressure from the tongue onto the hard palate). We turned linguistic drift into linguistic power-slide.
Any time i hear a br*tish “person” talking, regardless of location or occasion, i rev my Ford f-450 supermax lifted truck (from which i removed the muffler) as hard as i can. This produces three strictly beneficial effects:
1 i can no longer hear the br*t “talking”
2 all of the smoke blocks sight of who is talking
3 the beautiful aroma that comes from the powerful black smoke reminds me of the most important things in life freedom, privatized healthcare, and tea in the ocean.
Mostly tasteless? You need to try a better biscuit. Also, while that biscuits and gravy thing is true, they’re more often either on the side or cut in half with bacon and eggs or something in between the halves. It’s not something you want to eat every day, but once every few months on a Saturday morning it’s incredible.
I’m not sure that person has ever actually had a biscuit. I’ve never had a “spongey” biscuit. They are nothing like muffins either, which are closer to cake.
Where I’m from we serve them with a sausage patty in between the halves, and gravy on top. No one eats just a plain biscuit by itself… And they’re supposed to be fluffy and moist, not ‘crumby.’ What was described in the original comment is exactly what a plain, stale biscuit tastes like. That’s like an American taking a cold can of chili, dumping it on a slice of bread, and talking about how terrible beans on toast is…
Except the “gravy” is a greasy roux with bits of sausage meat in it. I think the biscuits are basically savoury scones. I’m not judging, the whole dish sounds fairly tasty and like the kind of thing a Northerner or Scotsman might invent.
We definitely don’t call them that.
Also we have Bourbon Biscuits which are just lovely.
Yeah that British person was trying to wind up OP.
Bourbons shit all over oreos too, oreos are perhaps the most overrated biscuit out there.
Oreos are horrible, over baked and hard tasteless pucks of biscuit with a lump of fat in the middle. Custard Creams piss all over them.
Calling any cookie a biscuit gives me the urge to buy a musket and tricorn hat
Calling scones biscuits and eating them with savory meals makes me want to ship all our criminals to Georgia again.
Hah.
Why are custard creams boring compared to bourbons?
Beige.
Though I love them both.
I’m custard cream till I die. Bourbons are the duller biscuit. Naturally, as a minor and inconsequential personal preference, I will fight to the death all who disagree.
Can we really call the Oreo cream custard if there’s no egg or milk, tho? Or are you talking about a 3rd thing and I completely misunderstood?
Bourbons and custard creams are possibly the two biggest sandwich biscuits in the UK, bourbon is basically a chocolate variant of the custard cream.
Ah, I see. Thanks :D
“Sandwich biscuit”
Quite
As a term for grouping a type of biscuit yes. Nobody in their right mind would ask for a pack of chocolate sandwich biscuits and mean oreos though.
Someone really needs to start making actual bourbon biscuits.
Like, yeah, they’re the best and all that. But, what if I need that bit of something to get me through the day? I can’t have a drink at 9 am because it’s frowned upon. But a biscuit? Yeah, that’s calm.
If only drinking wasn’t frowned upon. Why is the only time I can have a pint at 6am is if I’m in the airport?
I mean that costs so much more money! 😂
The American word for biscuits equates to a spongey, mostly tasteless muffin. People in the south sometimes pour gravy on them and call it a meal.
And that’s why the American language is so strange.
I think one day in history the dictionary everyone used got coffee on it and the words had no definitions so they had to assign them to whatever they thought was right. Sadly they were wrong.
Actually most of our words are British words but Britain changed there meaning take soccer thats what the English used to call it because of the long socks the players wore Britain lost the memo but America remembered
Is this a copypasta I’ve missed or something…?
Its called soccer because it’s full name was association football and they took the second syllable and turned it into a nickname for the sport.
Socks have nothing to do with it.
Nope, “soccer” is a shortened form of “association,” as in “Football Association.”
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No no no. We FIXED them. Imagine being br*tish. Putting random “u”s in words. ColOur hOnoUr mOuLd. Imagine having a whole letter that only the 1%ers can even pronounce (its “t” pronounced like “s” but with a burst of air instead of a stream of air, and more pressure from the tongue onto the hard palate). We turned linguistic drift into linguistic power-slide.
Any time i hear a br*tish “person” talking, regardless of location or occasion, i rev my Ford f-450 supermax lifted truck (from which i removed the muffler) as hard as i can. This produces three strictly beneficial effects:
1 i can no longer hear the br*t “talking” 2 all of the smoke blocks sight of who is talking 3 the beautiful aroma that comes from the powerful black smoke reminds me of the most important things in life freedom, privatized healthcare, and tea in the ocean.
That’s nice dear.
Because it’s pronounced Cul-ur phoneticly, you leave the U out and it becomes col-or, which sounds like what you have at the top of your short.
Mostly tasteless? You need to try a better biscuit. Also, while that biscuits and gravy thing is true, they’re more often either on the side or cut in half with bacon and eggs or something in between the halves. It’s not something you want to eat every day, but once every few months on a Saturday morning it’s incredible.
I’m not sure that person has ever actually had a biscuit. I’ve never had a “spongey” biscuit. They are nothing like muffins either, which are closer to cake.
To Americans, biscuits are bread leavened with baking soda or baking powder.
That’s it. Bread.
Where I’m from we serve them with a sausage patty in between the halves, and gravy on top. No one eats just a plain biscuit by itself… And they’re supposed to be fluffy and moist, not ‘crumby.’ What was described in the original comment is exactly what a plain, stale biscuit tastes like. That’s like an American taking a cold can of chili, dumping it on a slice of bread, and talking about how terrible beans on toast is…
I am American and I stand by what I said. American biscuits are not like muffins (which are closer to cake) and should not be spongey.
That’s a bacon and egg roll. We make them using actual bread rolls.
Except the “gravy” is a greasy roux with bits of sausage meat in it. I think the biscuits are basically savoury scones. I’m not judging, the whole dish sounds fairly tasty and like the kind of thing a Northerner or Scotsman might invent.
If someone is giving you greasy roux with bits of meat in it, they don’t like you.
Good biscuits and gravy will make you smack your mama for lying to you about what a good breakfast is.
A breakfast!? This is an actual breakfast meal? With gravy?
It’s no wonder we let you win the war of independence you uncultured swine.
They pour some weird white liquid that looks like cum on them, but it ain’t gravy.