Jam and Cream Scone
I had to guess about the type of scone, because it was modestly listed as just ‘scone’ in the café. However, any categorization for this scone other than simply ‘sugar’ is probably misleading. Also, before I go further, I should note that the jam on this scone is allowed per my reviewing code of conduct (it was applied before purchase).
This scone offered an interesting predicament: how to eat it. I prefer my hands as a means to shovel a scone into my mouth, beginning with the corners and moving inward. The dimensions and precarious construction of this monstrosity precluded such an approach. None too pleased, I was forced to resort to the use of a fork. The loss of convenience pushes this scone clearly into the category of dessert, a conclusion any blind man with a half decent sense of smell, working taste buds, and at least partially functioning salivary glands could determine from a single bite.
The cream was tasty and likely handmade. The jam was topnotch, creating an interesting mix with the thick cream that was somewhat similar to the flavor of strawberry shortcake. From top to bottom, the scone presented decent crunch. The use of quality ingredients was evident. Powdered sugar at the top was a nice touch. Unfortunately, the scone quickly devolved into a massacre, which offered no satisfactory plan of continued attack. I fought vehemently, but it required real work to conquer.
While tasty enough, this scone is entirely unsustainable. I am certain that this is the first and the last time I will have it. Still, I enjoyed it while it lasted. The one night stand of scones; thanks for the memories.