Hopefully, you’ve read and enjoyed these stories, and by now you realize that Aunt Mimi—Martha Alice Dobson—was the one true queen of all things cheese biscuits. I’d always helped her make them, but my job was to drop them on to the baking sheets, so I’d never really paid much attention to the mixing process. When Aunt Mimi died suddenly and unexpectedly (if you can consider a stroke at the age of eighty-six unexpected), I was afraid her cheese biscuits were gone forever.
Enter our friends Sandy and Rick Somerall, who are our neighbors in Beaufort. Sandy’s parents were celebrating their sixty-fifth wedding anniversary, and Sandy tried making cheese biscuits for the occasion using Mimi’s recipe. She called Mother in tears because hers turned out hard and not at all light and crispy, like Mimi’s. In the background, Mother heard Sandy’s retired Marine Corps pilot husband, Lt. Colonel Rick Somerall, say, “But we’re going to have a new orange patio for the party, because they’re so hard they will make great pavers.”
