My blog description says quite clearly that Don't Forget the Avocados is not a food blog. However, the time has come, the walrus said, to talk of other things. Of ships and seas and sealing wax, and cabbages and... scones.
I generally cook and bake rather well (to misquote Mrs. Elton from the movie Emma, "My friends say that I certainly know how to make a cookie"). However, success in two areas of baking has historically eluded me. My first problem is with scones. They just don't turn out. The recipe will say to add "enough" cream. I add cream. But how much is enough? How much is too little? In the end, my scones have always tasted of baking powder or had an unfortunate texture. This is very sad, particularly when the failure of a scone is accompanied by the loss of the perfectly good chocolate chips or dried cranberries that I put into it.
However, recently I was inspired to try again.
And, hooray and hallelujah, the oven light has shone. My scones now turn out. They are delicious. They are moist, blueberry-y and nice. Here is the lovely recipe. I don't bother with the glaze (I think it would make them too sweet, anyway) and I definitely follow the advice of grating the frozen butter. I also put a bit more cream in than specified in the recipe.
|This is the one that turned out.|
My second challenge is in the arena of the pie crust. The part where I add ice water is as confusing as the part where I add cream to a scone. My crusts have heretofore been too tough. However, for my most recent pie crust, I used half butter and half vegetable shortening. Hooray. It worked.
I have been spending quite a bit of time on Pinterest, thinking about Christmas ornaments and Advent decorations that I could make. So far, I have made this little duck from this pattern. What do you think? I wish the head were a bit bigger. It looked fine until I stuffed it.
I want to make a set of ornaments for a Jesse/Advent tree. The idea is that there should be one ornament for each day of Advent, and the ornament should tie-in with the Scripture reading for that day.
|(Here's the Source)|
I've noticed that the ornaments displayed online by various Catholics seem to cover the story of the Bible (creation, Moses, etc.). However, I think that I would like my ornaments to correspond with the daily readings from the Treasury of Daily Prayer. The challenge is that some of those readings are difficult to illustrate with a felt ornament. How does one illustrate Old Testament passages about imminent judgement, especially once one has already created an ornament with swords and spears? Any suggestions?
Speaking of Pinterest.... You know how in old Miss Marple books by Agatha Christie, Miss Marple is aware of other ladies' pregnancies at an uncanny date, and it turns out that she has seen them purchasing a baby book in the book store? It occurs to me that if Christie were writing today, Miss Marple would notice that a not-yet-facebook-offically-pregnant friend has created a new Pinterest board about maternity fashion or nursery decoration.
Random thought: In America, we have mail carriers who bring the mail to our mailboxes. The British, in contrast, receive the post in the postbox. Yet we Americans have a postal office instead of a mail office. Why is this?
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