I thought "Nice cup of tea and a warm scone, just the ticket...I'll make a batch and it will all be lovely."
So far so good.
I made a batch of scone mix, which did seem a bit stickier than normal, but I popped it in the oven and made a pot of tea, waiting for the lovely scones to be ready.
I got butter and jam ready, and some little plates.
Everything was looking good.
Right up until I took the fuckers out of the oven.
Oh the horror, the horror...
Flat.
Unfeasibly heavy.
Almost as if some fuckwit had used plain flour, instead of self-raising flour.
After I had moaned and whined a bit, I made some more. With the correct ingredients this time.
Much nicer.
See?
And, for comedy purposes, a side-by-side comparison.
Gah.
2 comments:
Mmmmm, scones without currants, luuuuurvely. Currants are evil.
By the way, do you say scone (sounds like phone) or scone (sounds like gone)?
Yep, the only thing allowed in scones as far as I am concerned is cheese.
When I make cheese scones, I mean.
And it's scone, like gone.
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