It was the village coffee morning on Saturday and there was carnage at the cake stall. I have mastered the art of strolling nonchalantly beside the table and mentally calculating how much we can (a) afford (b) carry (c) eat. I then turn like a viper ready to strike and sweep baked goodies into my capacious bag. This time it was flapjacks, lemon drizzle cake, simnel buns and bread rolls shaped like bunny rabbits but Freda's famous Cheese Scones were first into the bag. Freda is a very shy lady but she is always part of any village event, selling raffle tickets, pouring tea, washing up. I asked her what the secret of her scones is and she whispered that she puts in a little bit more cheese than it says in the recipe. So now you know.
That's a good secret to know!!
ReplyDeleteThey are quite delicious - light and savoury - so I suspect that she is being too modest.
DeleteI have learnt to avoid the rock buns and snaffle the fruit cake, but I'm not telling you whose. A blog friendship can only go so far.
ReplyDeleteOne day I will divulge the secret of choosing the best marmalade. But not yet.
DeleteBut it is mine surely?
DeleteI think that I have never made a scone.
ReplyDeleteDid I mention making scones myself? It is much more sensible to find someone else who does.
DeleteUnderstood - I was just making an observation about my lack of housewifely skillz.
Deleteshe sounds very wise your friend Freda, you always need extra cheese.
ReplyDeleteOn everything :)
DeleteMy role (bad pun intended) is to be on hand with folding money to support MrsM's foray on the fresh produce table
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