It happened! My mojo is once more!
I told y’all. Just needed to let it run its course. And it did and it’s gone and I’m back!
These French Onion Scones are what kicked my funk to the curb. I had been trying so hard to force something sweet to come out of my oven when what really needed to happen was something savory.
I love making scones and biscuits of all sorts. There is something so therapeutic about cutting butter into flour and folding dough over and over. When my hands are moving, fingers coated in flour, easily remembering the formula and ritual, my mind can wander and I’m suddenly relieved of whatever tension or troubles were weighing me down. I love watching them puff up in the oven, golden brown and flaky. While they bake, I’m left with plenty of time to clean up what little mess I’ve made before sitting down to enjoy one fresh out of the oven. They’re so comforting. So delicious.