>>18098279Colby practically wriggles with excitement as she gestures over to the table.
>"Now, the buttermilk biscuits came up nice and fluffy, but I'm really not sure about putting BEANS on 'em; you might have to run that one by me. And if you need more white sausage gravy, there's more in the pot; what's there on the table is just what would fit in Priscilla's big gravy boat."(How any one person, or family of four, could need more white sausage gravy than *that* is an exercise for a particularly vivid imagination.)
>"Hope I did okay, and you see something you'd like to eat here."