Soft, more crumbly than chewy, and incredibly flexible, dessert scones are underrated. These are like shortbread meets a biscuit, with flavours just complex enough to make them fit in at breakfast or dessert.
The recipe is inspired by this one from Molly Yeh, but using this scone recipe from El’s grandmother as a base instead. While you could definitely make these in a food processor, I find rubbing the butter into the flour to be a calming activity so I make mine by hand.
dark chocolate and rosemary scones
2 c flour (if using self raising flour, omit baking powder)
1 1/2 tbs baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
3-4 tbs sugar, depending on how sweet you want your scones and how sweet your chocolate is
1/2-3/4 c cold butter, cubed (start with 1/2, but you may need a little more – it’s all based on texture!)
3-4 tbs rosemary cream (below)
1 tbs vanilla
3/4 c dark chocolate chips
combine flour, baking powder, sugar and salt in large bowl
rub cold butter into dry ingredients until smooth and crumbly, it should just hold it’s shape when you squeeze it together
add in vanilla and rosemary cream, dough should come together and pull away from the sides of the bowl
fold in dark chocolate chips
dust dough in flour and chill, wrapped in plastic, for about 30 minutes until butter is cold again
roll out to desired thickness, about 3/4 inch thick, and cut into circles with a cookie cutter or glass
place on baking tray lined with parchment and bake at 400 for about 15 minutes, or until lightly golden
top with glaze (below) while still warm
3/4 c heavy cream (or milk, any dairy will work but heavy/double cream adds a nice richness)
4 sprigs of rosemary (fresh is best but dried will work, you’ll just have to strain it well
pinch of salt
combine in a small pan and bring ingredients to a simmer over medium heat
remove from heat and let steep for 15 minutes
divide among scones and glaze
remaining rosemary cream
1/2 powdered sugar
in a small bowl, slowly add powdered sugar to cream, whisking continually. Add sugar until desired thickness is reached
Hi world! It’s the second month of 2018 and I don’t know what’s happening. Honestly, I wrote 2015 on a paper the other day and I have no excuse. Time has flown since I flew back from Texas, but I’m hoping to catch my breath and maybe put a few more things up here.
Berlin: I went to Berlin at the start of the year with some work friends and it was amazing. Also below freezing the entire time. Would suggest going not in winter, and definitely planning to go back when its warm.
London: Ended the month with a trip down to London with some friends for our long awaited Hamilton trip. The show was great, the city is wonderful, and the weekend was a great break.
Health Update: Over last term my chronic migraines spiraled. Honestly, I was feeling so run down physically and emotionally, I wasn’t sure where to start this term. Sensibly, I started with a doctor’s appointment. I’ve got some new emergency meds, and some preventative meds we’re giving a shot. It’s not perfect, and probably never will be, but it’s starting to be better. I’ve been doing some research into some ‘migraine friendly’ diets, but question if it’s practical. However, I’m working on a more ‘whole food’ diet so maybe look out for more recipes.
Well I guess that’s the start of a new year of blogging!
wow. It’s been a while. That resolution to write more went well, didn’t it. I’ve got a million excuses, mostly the complete lack of empty space on my calendar from January till now. I’ll try to backtrack and get something up, at least for some of the amazing travel that happened this spring, but for now a brief update.
I wasn’t kidding about the lack of empty space, because empty space was pretty much filled by doing things like reading for classes, and other silly things students have to do.
I went to Italy! And Austria! And Hungary! There will be photos but I’m saving them all until I actually write about them.
Turns out photographing Europe’s biggest intervarsity sporting event is a great workout. And apparently, this is what I look like while working.
I met some alpacas.
I ate a lot of ice cream. Anna crashed a lot of photos.
I finished my second year of university! I don’t have any photos, because I went from my final exam to volunteering on a “Get Out and Vote” campaign as it was the day of the General Election.
Hopefully it won’t be months until the next one, but until then.
At 3am on Saturday I pulled banana bread out of the oven. Now, if this had been high school, it could easily be assumed it was for yet another thing I had promised to do. But this time, it just was. I should have been asleep, but instead, I was eating warm banana bread with a few of my housemates in the quiet early morning. Its a good description of my week.
I don’t have words for how busy the past week was. Looking at my calendar was physically stressful. It felt like junior year all over again. I treasured the free moments I had, and broke my attempted rule of not working while eating meals. It was the collision of coursework, recruitment for my Enactus project, looking for next year’s housing, and the beginning of our Human Trafficking awareness campaign. But, as always, the week is over and we have started another busy, though luckily not as busy, one.
If you look at my calendar, its full except for the weekends. With just a few meetings or events sprinkled in, the weekends stay open and quiet. They’re for recharging, mentally and physically, and getting ahead on the endless reading for my courses. Weekends are for sleeping in, slow breakfasts, and depending on the week, a nap. They’re the days I take the time to really cook, and sometimes, bake. I don’t think I could make it through the week without the peace of the weekends.
There are a few new things looming in the future, from performances to the continued development of TR:ust. I’m so happy with the opportunities 2016 is already holding.
On Saturday evening, the lights flickered. Then, they went off. We had no idea then what was coming.
For a country where it rains constantly, a flood sure did a lot of damage to this city. Apparently rains north of us flooded quite a bit of Lancaster, including the power main. This resulted in a city wide blackout.
When we woke up on Sunday (after spending most to of Saturday night awake, gathered in a kitchen, my housemates and I found there was still no power and ventured out to find information. Things were beginning to feel apocalyptic, though I blame that on the fact that everyone watches Walking Dead. The Chaplaincy Centre had a backup generator on, so we went there for power, tea, and information. This is where we found out that school was cancelled. For the rest of term. This would be great information, if you know, I wasn’t in a different country.
So while all of my British friends called their parents and packed their bags to go home, the international student looked around, lost. We were told to ‘pack our essentials’ and head to the Great Hall. This turned into us spending the night in the Great Hall, which felt like a scene out of Harry Potter (thanks Sirius Black) and the worst sleepover I have ever been too. I know when I walk across stage at graduation in a few years, I will look over at the spot I slept in and think of this adventure.
We had some hope on Monday when the power came back on for a few hours, but it did not last. The power has been out since, though we were originally told it would be back on by 7pm on Tuesday. Now we are hearing 4pm on Wednesday. Who knows?
They’re feeding us and we’re supposed to be sleeping in one of the lecture buildings tonight, so its another night of cold floors and close proximity with people I don’t know.