I’m hoping February smartens up soon and delivers more than a corrupted file, one that ate away my afternoon productivity as I sat fuming quietly on the phone with Apple Support.
Woe is the spinning disc, that dreaded little sign of impending dysfunction. The snow dumped and I whined. Eventually, my Mac got fixed, I got over myself, ready to shovel, if not get any further on my book.
Into the kitchen I fled, the sanctuary of sanity, where I could pound some sense into scone dough. Is there a support group for angry bakers?
The scones are all packed up now to take to the neighbour who brought his snowblower over and cleared my driveway. Heroes are everywhere.
I really do love winter and admit to a few envious pangs after hearing of my kid’s outdoor education trip highlights.
They slept in a snow cave after digging it out themselves.
Now there’s a place to go to cool off!
Was it as quiet there as it is on my street today? One of the thrills of winter is the ability of snow to absorb sound waves.
Another thrill of winter is exploring city bakeries. If baking up a batch of your own scones sounds daunting, here is one list you might want to savour.
It’s a decent list but missing my pick, or at least one introduced to me by a savvy niece, well versed in such important things as Toronto’s best teahouses.
The Windsor Arms scone is perfection. It will cost you but then, you get what you pay for here.
For those who do want to try baking their own, here’s my recipe for an easy first batch.
Now, using that basic recipe, add some chocolate chips and Skor bar bits and you’re ready to tackle whatever winter blasts next.