One of my favorite authors is M. C. Beaton, who also writes (as a favorite author of mine) as Marion Chesney (among other names). She writes a cozy mystery type of novel, and I have been working my way through her Hamish Macbeth series. I have just finished the last two that are out, and it makes me very sad.
Hamish is an unambitious village policeman, who "mooches" off the villagers. He is usually wanting a free cup of coffee during his rounds. He is always being saddled with the feeling that his superiors in Strathbane are not running the investigations correctly and have overlooked something, so he must do it on his own. Murder investigations. As he goes around investigating and getting ever closer to the truth, people that he interviews are constantly offering him tea and scones.
I've read so much about scones lately that I have been craving them. I've never had them, but the ones that Hamish is eating are light, buttery, melt in your mouth. Sounds so delicious. Much like the scones that my dear Sis Carmel made for us in her tea party today. Finally! scones.
They were SO delicious, and I wanted to eat only them, but that would have made me a pig.
Delicious Spicy Nuts which were THM approved!
Sandwiches (with homemade bread) and broccoli cheese soup. Now, I had an . . . incident with broccoli soup when I was about 4 or 5, which has resulted in my never voluntarily eating the stuff again. My daughter was watching, however, so I tried it. It was quite delicious. I was pleasantly surprised.
Katy went wild taking pictures, we finally had to tell her to sit down and enjoy, since it was in her honor, before she left for a year.
It was quite fun. The only sad thing is, I thought maybe after I get some scones, my craving for them would diminish. It might have if Carmel hadn't been such a good cook.