After I've hand rolled and cut about a thousand biscuits, which I have today, not only can I hardly type, but I find myself wandering around youtube looking at automated biscuit factory equipment.
I don't actually want a biscuit factory, and I think the moment you go from handmade to automated you can taste the difference, I just find massive biscuit engineering totally fascinating.
Check out the way they make the girl scout cookies in the US. (Skip ahead to about 1.30 to miss the unnecessary introduction and get to the biscuit making.)
Late this afternoon, Henry Bean, a smart seven year old, came into the kitchen with a card. It read:
Yes he got a warm biscuit.
Yes I am quite sure his father put him up to it. (He got one too.)