This is sort of on topic, I suppose. I am from Appalachia and was raised (more or less) by my Grandparents, so I am all about the occasional (once a year is ok, once every two years is better) breakfest like my Grandmother made to send my Grandfather off to the mines.
I wanted to learn to make biscuit like she did. You get a big bowl of flour, as my Grandmother told me, and work in some lard (shortening is ok, but it don't taste right). I asked how much of the fat to use and she just said, "Oh, as much as you need."