Whipped Cream Three Ways

Birthday celebrations are better with whipped cream. After my Food Bank birthday party I came home with a huge bowl of homemade whipped cream. You know I can’t waste food, even though I have no business having any whipped cream anywhere near my house. We had our friend Rich over for lunch today since is his birthday. I looked at that big bowl of white fluff and thought I might be able to make biscuits using it.
I had made cream biscuits in the past that are basically heavy cream and self rising flour. I was unsure of the science of doing the same thing with whipped cream, but figured it was worth a try. I put self rising flour in bowl added a little extra baking powder for good measure, a pinch of salt and then started spooning in the whipped cream and lightly mixing it until I felt like it was moist enough. The dough was very light and sticky so I could not cut biscuits out, instead just pinched off bits and formed then into disks. Baking for about 12 mins at 450° the biscuits turned out very light and flavorful. They were tender and would not work to make a breakfast sandwich, but as a side to chicken salad they worked just fine.
This vehicle to use of the whipped cream was helpful, but did not quite do the whole job. We were having a birthday dinner with my cohorts, Lynn, Logan, Stephanie and Roman so Russ invited them to come back to our house for dessert after dinner. To this invitation Logan replied, “This must be what it is like to win the the lottery.”  
The dessert choices were the chocolate chess pie or Key Lime pie with or without whipped cream. I was hopping the everyone would choose cream. Shay sat patiently at each guests feet waiting the chance to lick their already cleaned plates. This is where Shay discovered the secret of life is whipped cream.
She kept biting Russ’ wrist to get him to go back to the kitchen to give her a dollop of the white gold, which he did. She agreed with Logan that she had won the lottery.  
There is still more than a few big spoonfuls left in the whipped cream bowl, but I know who is going to get the last of the sinful fluff. I wonder if we will ever get our dog to eat dog food again?