Biscuits and split pea soup

Yesterday I stopped by Patsy's blog and caught her telling about making biscuits.  That planted a seed in my mind, and all day long I thought of very little else.  
Finally yesterday evening I could hold myself back no longer; after all, Saturday is the day we're going to try and cut back on such foods.  If I'm going to have biscuits, it has to be before then.  
I used a large drinking glass to cut them out, so I ended up with six very large biscuits; I ate two of them with sorghum and butter; they were perfect.  
This morning when Cliff got up, I said, "How would you like a leftover biscuit?"  
"Biscuit?" he asked.  "What are we doing with biscuits?"  
I told him to blame it on an Arkansas lady.  
He enjoyed his biscuit, although he said it would have been even better with an egg and a piece of cheese and a sausage patty.  
Some people are never satisfied.
While we're on the subject of food, would you eat something that looks like this?
  

No, it isn't a cow patty.  

It's split pea soup, and Cliff and I consider it a gourmet treat.  It is, however, the ugliest dish I know how to make.  It isn't this thick-looking once it's reheated, but it still looks pretty unappetizing.

But it's so GOOD!