Music: Soundtrack from Gosford Park
We've had lovely rain the last couple of days, so it's a nice cool morning, perfect for hot tea and baking. Killed the second 5-pound bag of flour on this batch.
As I was rolling out the scones, the local gang of ravens—a dozen or so—were dancing on the roof. These are massive birds, and make quite a startling thump overhead. They all perched in a tree for a bit, as if wondering whether they'd get any scones, then flew off to patrol the neighborhood. Maybe they'll find a nice bit of roadkill for breakfast.
Ramping up for the Authors Tea. Washed teapots, polished serving things, made charming little signs, and started gathering all the paraphernalia together. Am wondering how to transport the scones once they're baked. There will be a lot of them, and I don't want to stack them too deep or the ones on the bottom will get crushed. Will continue to ponder.
Meanwhile, 32 more scones in the freezer. This brings us up to 20 dozen, but I'm still going to make two more batches. I have all this cream, and it would be a shame to let it go to waste. Or to my waist.
Speaking of which, I'm out of black raspberry jam. How did that happen?
Scone count: 249
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