Buttered Scones For Tea

Since I had to be up early for the Germany-England match anyway, and there was going to be a long boring gap between that match and Argentina-Mexico when it was too late to go back to sleep and too early to do anything useful, I decided to do some experimental baking: scones from the Celtic bread cookbook my mom gave me when I was over there this weekend. They were not at all what I was expecting! I'm used to American coffee-house scones (and the dining hall scones, which for dining hall baked goods aren't half bad), dry, crumbly, sweet, and flat. These were more traditional scones, I guess, and when they came out of the oven they were sort of like biscuits - slightly sweet, enormous poofy biscuits. But even if they were a bit of a surprise, I have to say they got the stamp of approval from my dad and the girlfriend, and I thought they were lovely with butter and raspberry jam. Om nom nom scones. And they were super easy - cutting in the butter took the longest of anything, and that only took one song on my mp3 player. I like fast and easy. Next time I may try colourofsaying's recipe instead, but this one is probably a keeper.

Sometimes in the middle of making cooking/baking posts I feel awfully silly, since so much of the stuff I'm doing at the moment is really basic and not all that inventive or exciting, and many years of fandom lurking has convinced me that you are all brilliant bakers (and mad knitters as well, another skill I lack entirely). But I have fun doing it, and it's a nice way to keep track of the dishes I'm trying for later reference. So hopefully once in a while I'm throwing a recipe out there that one of you has never tried before, and you will enjoy it too!

I got behind on NCIS while I was at school, and tonight I finally got caught up all the way through the end of this season. It's a strange feeling; I very rarely start watching a show when it starts airing, and I am the universe's slowest TV watcher, so most of the time I'm about two and a half seasons behind what's actually airing. I'm not used to getting to the end of the season and realizing I have to wait a whole entire summer before the new episodes start. I don't think I like it very much. :( I don't have that many actual opinions about the season finale itself, except that a) it was kind of nice to think that a character might face real consequences for the insane shit they do, b) Tony is the world's most loyal puppy and c) I was secretly disappointed that Franks wasn't really dead and in pieces. I felt bad about it, but I really, really loathe him.

Tomorrow I am spending the better part of the afternoon working to clear out a storage shed with my aunt. If I do not die of heat stroke, I will probably die of being lectured. Wish me luck!