We grew up eating scones with our tea, almost as a matter of course! Dad made them, using several recipes (including griddle scones (no leavening-- the traditional Scottish type--BAKED on a griddle), drop scones, baked scones (leavened with baking soda).
They were NEVER as sweet as what you see in some pastry shops here; never frosted or with chocolate chips or whatnot; never deep fried. However, we did have them with marmalade or homemade lemon curd, cream, etc. Oh my.:drool:
Whenever I visited the U.K. and ate scones there, they tasted just like Dad's. :)
(Thanks, Dad.)
A few months ago, I was talking about how I missed having scones. Ds8 asked, "What's a scone?" :svengo: I knew then and there I had been remiss in carrying down our family traditions and heritage. Sheesh! A long line of Sundays followed, in which we tried to make up for this lack. Scones, scones, scones! We never tired of them. :) We did, however, go through more pounds of butter than you care to know ;)