There’s nothing tastier, at certain times, of the day than a homemade scone. Whether you rhyme it with ‘gone’ or ‘bone’ they are delicious, and my mother used to make THE most delicious. I’m sure I’ve mentioned them before, and thankfully she passed the recipe down before she forgot how to make them.There are all sorts of myths and traditions with scones – how they should be served, what you can do with them etc, but I won’t go into those here.
I needed some yesterday, but due to various circumstances was unable to make them in the time available. The answer was to buy them from a supermarket that I trust. We’d had them before – and they would be a good substitute.
…… They had SOLD OUT!
In desperation we took what was left on the shelf
They were duly served.
Sadly, these are possibly the worst scones I have ever tasted…… we all took one bite and left the rest. Sad really, because in anticipation of a tasty morsel I had written this little ditty
Scones are delicious with jam and with cream
I’m sure you’ve heard that uttered.
Whatever the rest
I think they are best
When warm, and simply buttered.