I'm not a cook, not even a weekend cook. I'm the kind of person who slaps stuff in a pot to boil or in a frying pan to fry. But I am trying to learn basic, easy things instead of just buying them ready made.
A few weeks back I purchased a scone mix from Harry & David. It wasn't that cheap either. But in my mind, I thought there must have been serious voodoo involved in scone making. So the ready made mix from H&D was invaluable. I put this treasure on my shelf and decided to save it for Christmas morning.
On Christmas Eve, I decided to get a jump on breakfast by making the scones the night before. I opened up the package and poured it into a bowl. All I had to do was pour heavy cream into the mixture. Which I did. Then it was shoved into an oven for a grand total of 12 minutes.
Meanwhile I was thinking to myself, this all seems ridiculously easy. Could making it myself be any harder? Did the mix contain anything grand that I could not purchase separately? So I read the contents of the bag. What was the magic? Flour. Flour and Baking powder with a snatch of sugar and salt. That was it.
And didn't I feel had.
I've since made scones a few more times with everything that was in my pantry. In fact the results were much better than the packaged mix. So I suppose it was a lesson for me not to waste money when I just should have checked my own cookbooks.
Speaking of which, I found the scone recipe in "The Joy of Cooking" to be really good. The portions are perfectly measured and the results are fantastic each time. I tried a recipe from a Tricia Foley book, and the results were more like dinner biscuits (too much baking powder) rather than the cake like dainties baked for tea time.
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