First full week with Cody home in the house. He sleeps until eight, which is later than I expected and earlier than Mama did, and he eats breakfast at the kitchen table with us at eight-fifteen the way he did when I was a little kid and he was twenty-something and still living at home. He drives Mama’s old Buick to the parole office in Tulsa on Tuesday and Thursday for his mandatory check-ins, and he’s back home by noon both days. He spends his afternoons in the back yard with one of the metal porch chairs and a paperback book — an actual book, a beat-up paperback of Carl Sagan’s “Pale Blue Dot” that he found in a box in the garage that had belonged to him in 2002 and survived all the moves since. He says his eyes and his head both need to readjust to being able to look as far as the horizon, which they couldn’t do at the unit, where the longest sightline was the length of the dayroom.
Tuesday at breakfast he opened up about the culinary program for the first time. He’d been carrying the brochure folded in quarters in his back pocket since the day of his release — the caseworker had handed it to him on the morning of the seventeenth, along with the paperwork for parole reporting and his bus voucher — and he hadn’t shown it to anybody yet. He pulled it out, smoothed it on the kitchen table next to his Frosted Mini-Wheats bowl, and slid it across to Mama. Tulsa Community College, restaurant arts certificate program, one year, three evenings a week starting in January. Tuition was eighteen hundred for the full year. He had Pell Grant eligibility because his income for 2018 was technically zero (the unit’s kitchen-line stipend doesn’t count as earned income for federal-aid purposes), which would cover the tuition completely. The program would put him on track for a sous-chef job at a restaurant within eighteen months of completion.
Mama read the brochure carefully, twice, took her glasses off, set them on the table, and said, “Sign up. Today. This morning. Don’t put it down for one more day.” Cody nodded. He drove to the TCC enrollment office Wednesday morning and signed up for the spring semester. Came home at one with a class schedule, a bookstore list, a parking pass, and a different posture in his back than he’d had Tuesday morning.
Sunday I made mini cheese biscuits for the bread basket because Cody’s first full Sunday dinner home felt like a moment that wanted bread — not the homecoming biscuits I’d already made him, which had been the centerpiece event-bread, but a quiet bread-basket bread, the kind that sits in the middle of the table and gets passed around without anybody making a big deal of it. Cheddar-and-chive mini biscuits, scaled down to two-bite size with a one-and-a-half-inch round cutter (a smaller juice glass than the one I usually use for full-size biscuits), the same buttermilk-and-cold-butter base I’d been working with for the homecoming, plus a cup of sharp orange cheddar grated on the small holes of the box grater (small holes, not the big holes — small holes melt more evenly and bond into the dough), plus a quarter-cup of fresh chives from the porch pot snipped fine with kitchen shears.
The cheddar goes in with the dry ingredients before the buttermilk so it’s coated in flour and distributes evenly. The chives go in the same way. Cold butter cubed and worked in like usual. Buttermilk poured in cold. Six folds, no kneading. Roll to half-an-inch thick, cut with the small cutter dipped in flour, brush the tops with melted butter, sprinkle a few extra chive bits and a pinch of flaky salt on top of each biscuit, and bake at four-twenty-five for twelve to fourteen minutes until the cheddar bubbles and the edges turn that orange-brown color of bubbled cheese.
Twenty-four mini biscuits came off the sheet pan. I lined the bread basket with a clean linen tea towel, piled the biscuits into a little mountain, and brought it to the table. Cody and Mama and I ate fifteen of the twenty-four with the slow-cooker pork loin and the buttered carrots and the long-grain rice. Mama had three. I had four. Cody had eight, which is the kind of number you only eat when something has been undone in you. He took the leftover nine biscuits to bed with him in a Tupperware container at ten o’clock and I heard the lid pop in the night. He said in the morning he’d been dreaming about bread for fourteen months and the leftover Tupperware was just him catching up on his dreams.
Small holes on the cheese, not the big ones. That’s the melt trick. Here’s the mini-biscuit method.
Mini Cheese Biscuits
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 14 minutes | Total Time: 24 minutes | Servings: 24 mini biscuits
Ingredients
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 tablespoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/3 cup cold butter, cut into small cubes
- 3/4 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
- 3/4 cup cold whole milk (or buttermilk)
- 2 tablespoons melted butter, for brushing
- 1/4 teaspoon dried parsley (optional, for topping)
Instructions
- Heat the oven. Preheat your oven to 425°F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper or lightly grease it.
- Mix dry ingredients. In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder, salt, and garlic powder until evenly combined.
- Cut in the butter. Add the cold cubed butter to the flour mixture. Using your fingertips or a pastry cutter, work the butter into the flour until the mixture resembles coarse crumbles with pea-sized bits of butter still visible. Cold butter is the key to flaky layers — work quickly.
- Add cheese and milk. Stir in the shredded cheddar. Pour in the cold milk and stir with a fork just until a shaggy dough comes together. Do not overmix — a few dry streaks are fine.
- Drop and shape. Drop rounded tablespoons of dough onto the prepared baking sheet, spacing them about 1 inch apart. You should get approximately 24 mini biscuits. Gently pat the tops slightly flat if needed.
- Bake. Bake at 425°F for 12–14 minutes, until the tops are golden and the bottoms are set. The edges should look just barely golden — pull them while they still look slightly soft in the center; they firm up as they cool.
- Brush and serve. As soon as the biscuits come out of the oven, brush the tops generously with melted butter and sprinkle with dried parsley if using. Serve warm.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 85 | Protein: 2g | Fat: 4g | Carbs: 10g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 115mg