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    This Blog is built - not, as some might expect, on a flimsy whim but on a strong and single minded principle.

    That principle concerns Biscuits and their position in the world.

    We are really very keen on biscuits.
    As are many of you out there.
    We think.

    We wish to create an archive of Arrowroot, a backlog of Bourbons and a catalogue of Chocolate Fingers. Anybody can contribute an entry - or dispute somebody else's - provided they are not dull.
    Even Americans who perhaps don't really have the heritage of biscuitry that we are fortunate to have here.

    Or maybe they do and we are unaware of the full glory of the cookie.

    We realise that this whole subject is admirably and concisely dealt with by that excellent and unbeatable website A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down. Our feeble efforts will be as the kicking of a gadfly in the face of their wisdom and experience but we hope that we may have a small contribution to make.

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    Mark Diacono of Otter Farm
    He does sterling work growing many inappropriate plants in Devon. He dedicates a great deal of time and effort nurturing a plethora of plants that are (mostly) totally unsuited to our climate. His is a life of such extreme eccentric dedication that to start a Blog about Biscuits seems perfectly normal. He treads gently in the footsteps of people like the great William Buckland,a professor of Geology who claimed that he could tell location by tasting the local topsoil.

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24 Pastry Delicacies

“I’m going out into the snow now,” said my husband, putting a well bundled head round the door of our bedroom, where I was lying in bed with a cold, equally well bundled.

“Bring back something that will amuse me,” I told him.

An hour later, he placed a black and gold box on my blanket-shrouded lap. “12 Delicacies – Premium pastry specialities.”

I was entirely charmed by this offering: 24 biscuit morsels, packaged as if they were chocolates.

“They were half price,” he said, stroking my feverish brow.

Thrifty and gallant. What a lucky girl I am.

The map inside had colour photographs of the biscuits and outlandish descriptions that read as if they had been composed by someone with more enthusiasm than knowledge of English. “Smoothly melting chocolate almond blossom” had “a lusty taste of cocoa”, while the “Cashew wholemeal pastry” had “the maximum taste of roast cashew nuts and a gentle vanilla flavour”.

At the bottom of the map was a row of seven ingredient pictures, with a brief description – it’s reassuring to know that “Dietary fibre-rich wholemeal flour” was included in the line up, and that the cranberry component would be supplying antioxidants and vitamin C – just the thing for a wife with a cold.

Clare Grant

One Response

  1. Lovely! He’s charming and you are both so happy together that it’s inspiring! (and now I want biscuits). Life is good!

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