Basically, these were supposed to be Scone's, but, it turns out, I can't Scone well and so I created a new thing. A BUFFIN, which must always be capitalized and eaten with jam. Jam of the French variety, mind you.
What is a BUFFIN you ask?
Solid question wise interweb reader.
The history of the BUFFIN is a tragic and lovely tale which begins as all fairytales do in a castle on a hill that overlooks a glorious Lake. Ya'i Heki' Castle as it was called, and as for the lake which it overlooked; well, the residents of this fair kingdom liked to whisper about it as Lake Perris State Recreation Area.
And it was in this location, on this fateful day, at the close of August, that the damsel in her castle created the beloved BUFFIN. After a lovely gift was bestowed on those who called Ya'i Heki' Castle home in the form of a teeny jar of the most delicate of French jams. Did our Heroine, we shall call her: Interpreter Specialist (henceforth called: InterpSpec.) Anna, stumble upon the BUFFIN. While attempting to pay homage to the faire Archeologist down at Sector Office who bestowed on the Revered Wholesome Mistress of Ya'i Heki' (whom shall remain nameless) the golden jar of numnum-ness; InterpSpec. Anna tried to bake scones for the first time in her life.
So, there Interp.Spec Anna was, in the early dawn of this bright and shiny day, lugging in an oven, flour, Fall spices, milk, and the finest butter the USofA can churn out into the Ya'i Heki' Castle. And, there, in that 1970s yellow-mustard kitchen that was also the most sacred home of the Revered Wholesome Mistress of Ya'i Heki' did InterpSpec. Anna whisk away her morning preparing what she only hoped would result in the flaky, dense, buttery goodness of a Scone. This was not so, as the process was doomed.
InterpSpec. Anna failed, as she often does the first time she bakes things. And, in her failure she was granted the BUFFIN who only reveals itself to the strong willed, the proud, and the brave. Those amateur bakers who go forth on blind hope making pastries to win over the people and restore Love to the land. And the BUFFIN, wise and crafty as only BUFFINs can be, they reward these stewards of Love and reveal themselves to the amateur bakers who dare to do what others have trained and bleed so long and hard to do. They, the BUFFINs, say "It's Okay to fail. The gods of Baking smile upon you. Have a BUFFIN."
So you see interweb dwellers, the BUFFIN is a gift. A gift which reminds those of us who dare to defy nature, that failure always yields the unexpected.
1: Mix dry ingredients
2: Cut in butter.
3: Pour in milk and fleur d'oranger. Mix until combined.
4: Flop dough into plastic bag, freeze for 10-15 minutes.
5: Cook in oven heated to 450 degrees for 10 minutes.
6: Serve with Jam.