Pit bulls and biscuits -- hardly a blue-plate special at your favorite greasy spoon, but the subjects of considerable reader response after recent columns.

Let's start with biscuits, but not dog biscuits.

On the heels of the conversation about a biscuit business locally that has received rave reviews around the world, many of you felt obliged to make me aware of where the best biscuits really could be found.

Dr. David Oyster cited the cheese biscuits at Sewee Outpost for their "size, taste and cost." Glenda Bevis believes "the best biscuit around is at the Early Bird Diner on Savannah Highway." Don Bagwell has tried the doughy delectables I suggested and thought they were too pricey, saying, "You need a lot of bread for that bread!" This is one of those "beauty is in the mouth of the beholder" issues. There's no right answer, no wrong one, either. Could be we all just have a knead to know.

Forgive a bull?

As to the pit bull column, there are more pointed opinions. The question of the problem being the owner or the breed unleashed more than 1,500 hits on my Facebook page and many emails with photos attached of gentle, lovable, family pits that were the kindest souls on Earth. Seems that everyone had a thought, and a few sat on the fence to deliver it.

Bari Ashcroft believes "there is a huge character flaw in that breed." Janet Winter argues "we have had more than 10 pit bulls and all is well."

Denise Sterner proclaims, "I don't trust a pit bull, end of story."

There's a feeling among many the problem lies with the human holding the leash. Holly Gamble-Roberts is certain "irresponsible owners create dangerous dogs." Kathy Evans offers an invitation to meet her affectionate pit bulls who will "make you a believer and a changed person." Dr. Lucy Fuller at the Charleston Animal Society believes every dog is different, but so is every human who interacts with every dog.

I'm left not knowing what to think. I don't believe I could forgive myself if I left a child in this dog's company and something bad happened.

Tombstone territory

While we're cleaning up the mail bag, we might as well include some feedback regarding what you'll find in area church cemeteries.

Did you know there are a few tombstone tour guides available for hire? Everybody knows there are tour guides in Charleston, but I had no idea we had those that specialized. Both Ruth Miller and Karen Prewitt offered to let me tag along on future graveyard grazings.

Prewitt believes tombstones are the first evidence of sculpture in the colonies. She says the different types of flowers and plants engraved on the stones carried different meanings. Each indicates something unique to the person memorialized. A broken flower symbolized early death. A lily indicated innocence and purity. A weeping willow projected images of mourning. Ivy remains the favorite because it stays green all year and represents everlasting life.

I'm about to run out of space, better close the mail bag. By the way, I'm guessing stink weeds offered a different impression of the departed one.

I'm just sayin'.

Reach Warren Peper at wpeper@postandcourier.com