Sometimes, I bake.
This weekend it was Jayne’s Blueberry Scones.
Jayne, I insist you marry me. Now. (Never mind that pesky MB. He won’t even see this. So, call me!)
But YAmaHAma, peaches, I have to say this: Those things are amazing! SO delicious. I took pictures of mine because they turned out looking just like Jayne’s pictures hinted they would, but then I looked at my pictures — you know, taken on my trusty Fisher-Price cell phone with the extra large buttons — and felt a familiar flood of shame and decided not to post them because, well, you can just look at Jayne’s far far far superior photos of these life-changing blueberry scones.
(That’s quite a sentence, Trace. I’m on no sleep. Whatevs.)
I didn’t have enough blueberries, so I did a blueberry/cherry combo. Still, the verdict? They literally burst in your mouth. A symphony. Fireworks. I had to lie down after eating one because I think I felt the love whoosh and I really don’t know what to do with myself now that it would seem I am in love with a scone. What does this mean? Where will we live? How does this play out? Only time will tell.
So thank you, Jayne, for complicating my life in this manner.
Ooh, YUM – blueberries AND cherries!! That sounds even better than mine!
And do they allow scone/human marriage in California? Is it legal yet?
You have MY blessing, anyway. Glad you liked ’em!
Jayne — They are SO good! MB had two this morning.
“human/scone marriage” hahahahaha.
I am so intimidated by Jayne’s beautiful food. I just know I could never do it justice, so I don’t even try. Brave on you, Tracey!
MM — Actually, they weren’t hard at all. Just beautiful! Give them a try!
And, really, they did look JUST like her photos. I was all puffed up about myself.