I made some scones and I liked it.

Well, Becky may have finished her Ph.D, (during cancer treatments, no less!) but I have been doing a lot of unnecessary baking.

Not to be outdone.

In the past few weeks, I've made Lemon Pound Cake with glazed icing, Pioneer Woman's Chocolate Sheet Cake (twice), Lemon Sponge Pie, fudge brownies, and some other stuff. And as we say in the South, that pound cake was so good it'll make you wanna hit your granny. (I'm not sure why we say that, but we do. When something tastes really good. I would like to add here that I am in no way an advocate of grandparent abuse.)

Last Friday, I made scones! I've been wanting to try to make scones for awhile but I've heard how they're actually kind of tricky to get right. You have to be careful or they come out too chewy. A chewy scone is a crime against nature.

Have you had a scone? I hadn't until I moved to Australia. And then, from across a crowded room, our eyes met. It was love.

Anyway, I googled "easy scone recipe". This is my chosen method for cooking anything. Google it with "easy" in the search query. The Internet knows all about me and my lack of ability, so it gives me the easiest recipes on the interwebs.

Anyway, this recipe popped up on Exclusively Food. I liked it cause it only had 3 ingredients, one of which was cold lemonade. (To my fellow Americans, this means a carbonated lemon soda, not the lemonade you're thinking of.)

So I maked it, yes I did. Here is the aftermath.

In the upper right hand corner you will notice our DVD remote control. And an un-used band-aid. I insist on a pristine baking environment.

And here they are baking.

Ha! Is this like being forced to watch a slideshow of someone's vacation photos? "And here we are waiting in line at Sea World." "And that's me with Shamu."

And here I am with Grace, whipping the cream. (Shamu not pictured.)
Scones must be served with freshly whipped cream, you see. Otherwise, what's the point? I would also like to add that I call this hairstyle "4:30pm on a Friday". Feel free to use it as an inspiration pic to take to your stylist.

And here they are! Aren't they cute? They're smaller than scones would normally be, cause I had a small pastry cutter. One of several inadequacies that I deal with.
I know, right? So scone-like! I put them on my Christmas plate...because I like to do things right around here.

And this is how you do it. Cut them in half, spread on the jam of your choice and slather that cream on, baby. So yum.

And now, in honor of scones with jam and cream, I present to you a poem. Inspired by William Carlos Williams' poem about a red wheelbarrow. (You read that in high school, right?) (And by "inspired", I mean "totally ripped off").

so much jam

and cream

fitted onto a

tiny scone

glazed with

flour

beside a grasping

toddler.

Scone-ariffic, y'all! Scone-tastic! Whip some up this week!