Right as I have the nerve to toot my own horn about a silly posting streak, I go and get the stomach flu. I was all set to wake up early on Monday, drink my coffee, munch on this scone and write this post... but life had other plans for me AND I WILL SPARE YOU THE DETAILS. So, sadly, I was out of commission yesterday, and wasn't even able to get an after-shot of these delicious and decadent scones (recipe here). At least, I imagine they were delicious and decadent because that's what happens when you combine chocolate and peanut butter, right? The truth is, I didn't even get to try one because something evil was destroying me from the inside. I sent them to work with Carson because I knew there they would be loved, there they would find a normal tummy to live in.
Is this sort of gross, this post? Sorry. Hope you're healthy.
my Star Wars helper...
I swear, when they came out of the oven they were all golden brown and lovely.