My grandma watched me cut butter into flour and asked if I was making biscuits or gravel
Last Saturday I was attempting her old biscuit recipe and she stood behind me the whole time without saying a word until that comment. Come to find out my butter was way too cold and I was overworking it with my hands instead of just using my fingertips like she does. She showed me the difference on a batch of 8 and mine came out flat while hers rose like little pillows. Does anyone else have a family member who just silently judges until the exact right moment?