Strawberry Lemon Whole Wheat Scones
The season for strawberries is finally here!!! At least in the markets; even farmers' markets. These are obviously hot house fruits because the weather, even in June is a bit erratic. Lovely, all around but certainly not high Summer as it you would expect it to be. I love that this is start of a bounty of produce that overflow in the markets and so many more options in vegetables.
Given the straddling seasons and because lemons are always cool, I paired the berries with hints of citrus from the fragrant zest for these scones. They are light, full of flavor and so so crumbly and soft. The perfect way to start a good day!
(Y)ellow, (Y)ellow, How Are You?
When I was about 10, my parents bought me an yellow dress for my birthday. It was a knee length yellow and white striped thing, with puff sleeves, and, plain yellow bib like flap on top and skirting at the bottom. The bib and skirting were embroidered - "Sweety" and "But Naughty", in sprawling cursive letters. It was my favorite dress for many years; even when it faded and frayed, and, I outgrew it in height. I loved the color, such a happy tone but more than that, at that time still an introvert, I thought the writing was terribly clever.
An Artichoke Story of Second Chances
Second chances.... How often do we get them? And, when we do, how different do we play the rerun? What do we learn from the first attempt? What would we not do again? What did we lose and what did we gain? Do we realise what felt right and what is right?
How do artichokes fit into this series of existential questions? Well, the thing is, my experiences in life (full story inside) has made me dispositioned to give things a second chance. So, when, after being inspired by gorgeous photographs and gushing description, I picked up some artichokes for bit of play. I have never cooked them before because well, it seemed a lot of effort for little return (yes, this is the old numerical me!).
The first attempt I made with these was ok, not great and I was left with a feeling of void where all those massive expectations had been. But, I was determined to give these chokes another try and that was fortified by the flood of suggestions I received when I wailed about my lackluster experience. So back to the kitchen it was with globes, shears and knife.
A Cake Named Content
I was typing a really long draft post with a lot of questions and introspective comments, bordering on the existential. Then, I was going to connect how the current state of the food blogging world is representative of the chaotically complex we all seem to be leading. You know, it was going to a be an intense and verbose way of linking to why my cake today is.
Then, I realized, that this whole existentialism of the food blogging world was something that I want to write about separately. And, the point of this cake is the elegance of simple and I would complete shatter that with the verbosity of my expostulations.