Scones (and waffles)

There are some things in life which you love so much that the sight, sound and smell of it never fails to excite you and ignite your senses..

It is like how clownfishes are attracted to anemone, how monkeys are ‘bribed’ by bananas, how bulls are married to red cloths.. or..

how I’m attracted to scones.

I find myself helplessly eyeing the display counters of cafes as I walk pass them, snapping a mental image of those lovely treats in my mind..

Scones holds a special place in my heart. Imagine a breakfast of freshly baked scones with a cup of tea.. The familiar and comforting taste of the crumbly mash of milky warmth melting in my mouth sends endophrins swimming all over me.. pair it with some homemade strawberry jam and that’s something absolutely divine. The rough and dry texture of the scone paints a picture of a laid-back, relaxing scene of a countryside.. I find this image wandering in my mind every now and then, but in actual fact, i haven’t eaten a truely authuentic scone before.

In fact, I’ve only eaten scones from 2 places, one is the buttermilk biscuit from Popeyes, the other, a vanilla scone from Four Seasons’ Hotel at baby’s sister’s ROM. Although I prefer the former, but both experiences craved a deep impression in my mind.

To me, the perfect scone should taste neither like biscuit nor cake. It should not be chewy like some breads. Scones are scones and they are unique in it’s own special way.. it is crumbly and calms the soul with it’s buttery, milky taste and aroma. Although they may look messy and comes in imperfect shapes, but that’s what i love about it. It makes them look like such easy-going, fun and careless darlings unlike those fancy donuts which are perfected to every little detail..

Should i try baking some scones?

/sidetracking/ I still love my waffles but bakery waffles are failing my standards lately.. ): too chewy and elastic.. and tastes like rubberbands in shades of artificial green.. i miss the waffle near my school.

Should i get a waffle maker?