Shortcakes like these hold a special place in my heart.
I think a lot of the time when people in North America think of “Shortcake” they imagine a vanilla sponge cake layered with berries and whipped cream.
But growing up in our house shortcakes meant something different. Shortcakes in my moms kitchen meant sweet, flaky, buttery, almost scone-like bundles of pastry joy, that were loaded with jam or fresh berry compote and borderline excessive amounts of freshly whipped cream…
In the summertime we would enjoy shortcakes like this for breakfast and dessert on repeat with all the fresh summer until they disappeared. Subsequently they have become one of my all time favourite indulgences. Honestly, just thinking about the word “Shortcake” gets my mouth watering, so I hope that you and your family will enjoy them as much as we always did.
It’s currently the middle of the night and I’m wide awake. It’s one of those nights, where all of the excitement from the day makes sleep feel totally unnecessary. So here I am, doing some much needed catch up on recipe posts you have been so patiently waiting for. It feels great right now, but I know I will regret this no sleep decision tomorrow morning. Strong coffee will definitely be a non-negotiable.
But we are here now… so let’s do this.
You guys; Bacon. Cheddar. Biscuits. Honestly, are there any three words that sing together more harmoniously? I really have no words to describe them, except to say that these biscuits are literally life & you need to make em’ happen.
So, I don’t know about you guys, but as the weather starts to get a little bit more chilly, my body goes into hungry bear mode & I start to crave allllll of the comfort foods; So these extra cheesy, buttery, bacon(y?) biscuits were the result of all of my ridiculous hungry cravings. I have no regrets.