Breakfast Bisquits

The best bisquits in town aren't really here--they're in Nashville, Indiana, only about 16 miles away at the Artist Colony in the heart of Brown County. Its a wonderful bed and breakfast with a restaurant open to the public. Its an ideal getaway for Sunday breakfast, particularly for lovers of art and those familiar with the "Hoosier School" of impressionists such as T.C. Steele.

That aside, the subject is breakfast and more specifically bisquits. No where else do bisquits rise as high as these--sometimes as much as two inches. And no others are as light and fluffy inside as these palm-sized perfections. Having never tasted artery clogging bisquits and gravy, I can't attest to how these hold up to a slatthering of white gravy with big chunks of pork sausage. But let me tell you, these gems are perfect, served warm and split in half with a speading of real butter and maybe some strawberry jam. Yum. Yum. There's nothing better. They truly are a work of art.

The Balloon Trial

Everyone's heard that politicians repeatadly send up "trial balloons" to test public policy or public opinion. But here in Liberalville its the balloons that are on trial. Literally. Our lack-luster planning commission has cited a local businessman with a violation of our city zoning ordinance related to his use of common, plain, everyday balloons to draw attention to the signs for his rental property. Not a single word was printed on said balloons. No daunting message beckoning visitors or promoting the rental of his property. The balloons said NOTHING! Even more outragious the said fine for said wordless balloons was an outragious, whopping $95,000.

I guess the Liberalville signage gestapo thought that nailing the balloon perp was an ideal way to finance some of their other more important endeavors. Not sure what those might be, but I'm sure they'd come up with something. Maybe they were thinking the extra revenue would support their flock of investigators that travel the courthouse square measuring unsuspecting retailers' sidewalk sign boards.

Or maybe they're wanting to recruit extra investigators to measure the homemade bed sheet signage hanging from fraternity and sorority house windows throughout the college school year. I'm pretty sure those signs violate some kind of city signage ordinance. Or why don't they consider hiding behind bushes ready to trounce on graffiti artists and hall them into court. I have an even better idea. How about slapping the IU Alumni Association Homecoming Committee with the same fine. Look at those balloons=>.