At some southern restaurants, you’ll always be given a choice of biscuits or cornbread. It’s a no-brainer for me. I like biscuits, but I love cornbread, so the more varieties I can come up with, the better. My mom’s neighbor Elizabeth Davis shared a pan of this with us. She and I are several years apart in age, but our families were neighbors growing up, and sometimes we would give her a ride to school in the mornings. Elizabeth’s a grown woman now with children of her own, but to me she’ll always be that little eight-year-old girl riding to school with us!