Kentucky Derby Blowout

Arne and I (and the in-utero wiggle worm) went to a lovely Kentucky Derby party hosted by friends Patrick and Catherine this weekend. Patrick is a Kentucky native himself, and it turns out that my side of the Johnsons hail from Kentucky, too. Mom was born in Murray, Kentucky and lived there for a year before becoming the lovely Georgia Peach that she is.

Speaking of Georgia Peaches, here's a picture of me ripening in the sun - got a touch of a burn on that right shoulder to boot.

Arne and I had the right idea. We bid on the best horse - Super Saver - but were outbid by some "friends" :), and had to go with our second choice who came in dead last! Arne and Dave (said "friend") in heated battle:

It was a lovely time all around. Arne and I made biscuits and maple bourbon butter to go on top. I'll not recommend trying to make biscuits with bread flour (too chewy), but the maple bourbon butter is definitely the way to go! Since our Georgia visit we've been on a biscuit quest - but more about that later. No use crying over spilled flour (unless you're pregnant and that seems exactly the thing to do).