I was going to quote everyone who mentioned biscuits. My grandma in Erwin made big pans of biscuits every morning for several household members who worked in the mill there. For breakfast and to make their lunches, and then another pan or two for supper. She passed on the skills to my Aunt, but not my Mom who married a carpetbagger, and my Aunt's skills were remarkable. She told me the secret was to knead the dough just the right amount, too much and they came out tough, too little and they could be doughy. It was a skill that had to be developed by feel.
My grandma didn't waste the leftover biscuits and made bread pudding for dessert. I don't remember tasting any bread pudding, outside a few restaurants over the years, since 1962.