When I was little, I remember birthdays being a bit emotionally complicated. There was expectation, and sugar, and all sorts of other things thrown in. A birthday wasn’t complete without tears.
Things are different now. Now there is coffee, and it always comes in bed, and there are cards that say, “I love you MOM!” and other people cook for me–and do the dishes too. I love being a grownup.
This is the thing. Every year is better than the last. Every year.
Joey took these pictures. I haven’t actually gotten out of bed yet–But I have eaten two scones with butter and blackberry jam, and a big cup of coffee. There are crumbs in my sheets.
I see no reason to keep the day for myself. Why don’t you take a piece too? And I think to celebrate, you should have scones in bed. And coffee. Slip your special someone this recipe…and they’ll be out in a jiff.
from Amy Cotler, The Secret Garden Cookbook
2 cups flour, plus extra for dusting
2 tablspoons sugar
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
3 tablespoons butter, cut into small pieces
2/3 cup milk
for the glaze:
2 tablespoons sugar
Preheat the oven to 450 degrees. Whisk the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt together in a mixing bowl. Mix the butter in with your hands, until it is rubbed into the flour. Add the milk and mix gently with your hands until it is just starting to come together. Turn the dough out on a lightly floured surface and knead just a few times until it holds together in a ball. Pat the dough into a disc about 1/2 inch thick. Cut into 12 wedges, and transfer to an ungreased baking sheet. Brush the tops with milk– then sprinkle with sugar.
Bake until just starting to brown, 10-12 minutes. Serve immediately.