Like so many of the things I write about here, the history of the scone is murky.
But first a definition. And if you already know what a scone is, stay with me for the pleasure of watching me fall on my face as I struggle to do something simple.
Definition
Lord Google will tell you that the scone is a small, unsweetened or lightly sweetened cake. Lord Google couldn’t find his ass with his many floury hands. A scone is not a cake, it’s a baked thing made without yeast.
And that, my friends, is why I’m not in the dictionary business.
Wikiwhatsia does a more accurate if less specific and less linguistically convincing job by defining it as a baked good.
Can a baked good survive without enough friends to become baked goods, plural? And if it can, is a baked evil lurking out there somewhere? Don’t we have enough to worry about in the world today?
The first stumbling block in defining the scone is that what things taste like runs off the edge of the English language. And probably of other languages.
The next stumbling block is that different recipes find different ways to make the dough rise, so you can’t define it by that. It can be made with assorted combinations of baking powder; cream of tartar; bicarbonate of soda, which Americans know as baking soda; self-raising (or self-rising) flour, which is cheating but go on, it’s your kitchen and no one’s watching. So you end up defining it by what it doesn’t use: yeast.
Defining things by what they don’t include is inherently dangerous. Scones also don’t include chopped liver. Or gravel. They don’t include fire extinguishers or (at least in my experience) pickled onions. The world is rich in things they don’t include.
But in spite of that, let’s charge in where angels fear to bake and talk about what a scone isn’t: It’s not highly sweetened. It’s not a cake. It’s not a baking powder biscuit. It’s not an American scone because the American scone takes the British scone and adds steroids. It’s also not an anvil or a soup or an armchair.
You’re welcome. I do try to be helpful.
And there endeth in failure my attempts to define the thing. Aren’t you glad you stuck around?
Variations
Whatever the scone is, the British eat it happily, generally with butter and jam or (in the southwest, if they’re going to hell in a handbasket) with clotted cream and jam. Or if they’re me (which of course they’re not; I’m more American than British, no matter how long I’ve been here), just with butter.
All that changes if the scones are savory, which means not sweet and spelled with an extra U but it went wandering somewhere and I can’t be bothered looking for it just now. Savory scones can involve cheese or herbs or anything along those lines, in which case skip the jam and stuff and just slather on some butter and be happy.
History
The scone’s origins (and we’re back, at last, to where I should have started) are murky.
A food reference site tells me they were either originally Dutch (from the Dutch for beautiful bread, schoonbrot, or Scottish, a descendant of the Scottish oat cake. Let’s take those possibilities one at a time.
I humbliy petitioned Lord Google to translate schoonbrot for me. First he corrected my spelling: It’s schoonbrood. Then he told me it means clean bread.
I told him to dust the flour off his hands because he was getting my screen dirty, but if he’s not listening I’ll admit to you that I can actually see a connection there.
I slipped a few more words into his all-devouring maw and learned that schoonbrot is Middle Dutch, so I can keep my snarky remarks about the site where I found the word to myself.
A WikiWhatsia article translates the Middle Dutch as fine bread and says the language was first brought to England by about a third of William the Conqueror’s soldiers, who came from Dutch-speaking Flanders, and more bits of it were brought by Flemish refugees between the eleventh until the seventeenth centuries, who were fleeing floods, overpopulation, and warfare.
“When England’s population numbered 5 million, London alone had tens of thousands of Flemings, while an estimated third of the Scottish population has a Flemish background,” it said.
That’s not the same as saying that a third of the population of Scotland was Flemish, but never mind. The point is that the English language picked up a pretty fair dusting of Middle Dutch and (irrelevantly) that Britain has assimilated large numbers of refugees in the past without losing its essential Britishness, whatever the hell that may be.
So there, and also harumph.
All of that is actually more interesting than scones–at least to me–but, sigh, we’re talking about scones so let’s go back to our topic.
I made a quick effort to find out what schoonbrood was (and may still be) and found that it’s a company that sells “art by a number of painters” (a “perfect gift for someone starting his/her life in Maastricht. or leaving the city after graduation”) and also a not-uncommon last name. If it’s yours, I can point you at ways to trace your ancestry or to a possible relative who’s raising money for pancreatic cancer. Not, I assume, for the disease itself, which needs no help from us and isn’t interested in money anyway, but either for research or to support people who have it.
None of which was what I was looking for.
I tried “schoonbrood recipe” and came up with a recipe for harissa coleslaw with pomegranate and an article on emulsion polymerization (no idea what that is–I know my limits). It’s that last name business. So never mind. We’ve spent a lot of time on this and learned almost nothing. We’ll just have to assume the one baked good and the other baked good are in some way related to each other and are willing to form the happily pluralized phrase baked goods.
We’ll also assume that both are very clean because around here we wash our hands before cooking.
But where are my manners? Thank you, Lord G. I have left the usual offering of data. I’m not sure how much is in there. More than I expected, I expect.
And with that, we can move to the next possible origin for scones: Scotland in the early 1500s. These proto-scones would have been rolled out to the size of a smallish dinner plate, baked on a griddle, and cut into wedges, and they’d have been made without baking powder (or soda) because baking soda only became commercially available in 1846 and baking powder hit the store shelves a bit later. Although the ancient Egyptians did use baking soda as part of the mummification process.
If that doesn’t put you off the next baked good you see, I’m not sure what will.
Baking powder, to be technical about it, is just baking soda plus some other stuff that makes it easier to use, but it revolutionized baking. You can find an explanation here.
The scottish proto-scone would have been made of oats and barley. Or of just one of them. Whatever was grown locally, I expect.
And now we get a bit where scones go upmarket.
According to the food reference site I linked to above (and you’ll need several grains of salt to do with this, so have some at hand, please), “Scones became popular and an essential part of the fashionable ritual of taking tea in England when Anna, the Duchess of Bedford (1788 – 1861), one late afternoon, ordered the servants to bring tea and some sweet breads, which included scones. She was so delighted by this, that she ordered it every afternoon and what now has become an English tradition is the ‘Afternoon Tea Time’ (precisely at 4:00 p.m.). They are still served daily with the traditional clotted cream topping in Britain.”
The site’s American, which you can spot by its recipes (cups, not grams and millithingies) and by its conviction that England stops dead at 4 p.m. and has afternoon tea. Also by its claim that all of Britain has scones with clotted cream.
Geez. Who knew Americans were so easy to spot?
So that’s two grains of salt.
The third one? A food historian, Joyce White, says the Duchess of Bedford’s early teas would have been dainty bread-and-butter sandwiches, not scones.
It is true, however, that the D of B introduced the idea of food with her afternoon cup of tea, because until she got loose on the tradition, having a cup of tea involved nothing more than having a cup of tea. After a longish evolution and the democratization of tea (because in her day it was both expensive and aristocratic), it’s indirectly thanks to her that we now have people talking about eating their tea. No one except outsiders like me thinks that’s an odd thing to say.
The D of B also started that business of high tea and low tea. Low tea was set on a low table. High tea involved a meal and was eaten off a table high enough to slide chairs under.
I tried to find out when the scone escaped the D of B’s elegant clutches and lowered itself to be eaten by the likes of you and me, but Lord Google and his minions (of whom, in spite of myself, I am one) aren’t interested. But escape her they did, and they now cost less than half a pound for ten at a discount supermarket. Or more. It all depends where you shop.
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Now that the scone’s baked, bagged, and priced, we can move on to tea. Because what’s a scone without a cup of tea? In the next couple of weeks, I hope to inflict on you first a post about tea and then one about opium, which most people don’t ask for with their scone and tea but is related anyway.
Funny enough, the dutch wikipedia claims the scones are from Scotland https://nl.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scone_(brood) ( I am a language nerd, love dutch)
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I found your second comment first, but I’ll put this one through just to prove that neither of us hallucinated it. Again, thanks for adding a new element to the discussion. I’d love to be more of a language nerd than I am–they fascinate me–but it’s not the direction life took me in.
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Have you encountered drop scones? Just asking.
I do love your anthropomorphising (phew) of Google. And all that liberal dusting.
In the world in which I grew up, we never ate fruit scones (as in, ones containing raisins and/or sultanas/currants [no, not as in blackcurrants, as some American friends thought when I took them for low tea] with jam. Butter only. Yum.
I may have to pass on your next post, it’s already making me nervous. I adore tea, do not drink coffee, and can’t understand why cafes that spend vast amounts of money on equipment that makes lots of noise making coffee can’t invest in tea pots with integral infusers so they can quietly make us half decent tea – as in LEAVES not BAGS!
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Not long ago, I got tea in a cafe that had infuser pots that they’d dropped a teabag into. I’ll drink tea very happily either way, but it did sort of seem to miss the point.
I do know about drop scones, and I’ve made them, but I didn’t think to mention them. Partly because–well, because I didn’t think of them as I was writing this, but also because they seem less sconish than pancakish. At least to this foreigner’s eyes.
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I saw the earlier comment. Yep, definitely more pancakey. Have you done toasted teacakes? Oh how I love a toasted teacake.
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I have eaten toasted teacakes. I never thought to write about them. Or about English muffins, which I swear are easier to find in the U.S. than they are in England.
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But what do you mean by English muffins 🤔
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Those are those white things full of holes that Americans think the English eat for breakfast.
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Ah, you mean crumpets.
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Um, no. Crumpets are what Americans giggle over when we think all English people are upper class twits with nothing better to do than sit around eating tea and crumpets. In other words, we have no idea what crumpets are except the end of a phrase we can laugh at. (Yes, I know, I’m generalizing. I don’t suppose it helps my defense if I say I’m having fun doing it.) English muffins are sold in supermarkets in packs of six, if I remember right, and the package makes a production out of not slicing them in half so they’re toastable but using a fork to do it. I’ve done both. I haven’t noticed a difference–except of course that one’s easier.
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My in-house dual citizen tells me there is a brand whose name he can’t remember that makes what you describe. I wonder if they are what is know as oven bottom muffins, a Lancashire thing, one I haven’t tried – but somehow suspect they are unique. I shall seek them out next time I cross the pond.
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I don’t think so. I have seen English muffins sold once in a while here–most recently marked down at the Co-op–and they’re called, surprisingly enough, English muffins.
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Back to toasted teacakes, they just ARE what you have with tea in a tearoom.
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Barbarian that I am, I needed someone to tell me that.
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OK, someone from Grand Rapids USA who bought my Little Match Girl story sent me a thank you note (this is relevant honest) and I went to her own website to look her up – she is amazing and I am totally in awe of her but among the things I saw on her site was this and of course I thought of you: http://www.stephaniemilanowski.com/new-gallery-2/0g8y15i7v6gx95z3hpgf8je3esmz2c
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It is relevant, but very, very strange. I wouldn’t have thought splitting crooks and nannies apart was–well, I wouldn’t have thought of it at all.
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I make, and have posted about, toasted teacakes, English muffins and crumpets as well as scones. Just in case anyone needs a recipe, I thought I’d leave a comment-slash-shameless-plug here.
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Again, send links to the actual posts. No point in shamelessly plugging yourself unless you go all out and make it easy to find the right ones.
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I didn’t want to be presumptuous! :-) Toasted Teacakes https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2018/03/toasted-teacakes-english-teacakes.html – Crumpets https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2015/03/crumpets-classic-british-teatime-treat.html – English Muffins https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2015/03/english-muffins.html – Scones https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2018/08/classic-scones-traditional-scones.html
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Oh, go on, be presumptous. I’ll wait a few days and then post these. Didn’t you say you have one for clotted cream?
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Now, I need to find out what clotted cream might be.
I came to Australia from Canada, and have fond memories of baking powder bisciuts. In my not at all humble opinion, they are head and shoulders above scones.
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I love them both, but then I’m a sucker for (almost) anything breadish. For me, they fill different slots. Clotted cream, though–the simplest way of explaining it is that it’s cream that’s been beatified. It’s thick and spreadable, but not as thick as butter. Not as sweet or as frothy as whipped cream. It’s the perfect balance to something sweet.
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You’ve reminded me of the time I took a German friend for a walk in Yorkshire. She got hungry. I kept reassuring her we would have tea when we got home. She got angry. It took quite a while to work out where the linguistic nuances had failed us. We went home. We had tea. Including food, obviously. She felt better.
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Good story. Isn’t it funny how we can’t hear the absurdities in our own language until an outsider comes along and is baffled?
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Lovely! Took me back to Buxton Mill in Lincolnshire which had the absolute best cream teas as they were known (scones,jam and clotted cream) and was only a bicycle ride away from where I lived back then. Interesting history thanks!
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And then you could tell yourself you’d ridden off the calories. Perfect. I tell myself that about walking down to the cafe in our village, because it’s down a steep hill. It’s bullshit, of course, but it makes me feel virtuous anyway.
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What a wonderful exposition, so funny. You just gained a new follower. Thanks for introducing yourself via Stevie Turner’s “Click and Run”.
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I’m glad to have discovered it, and thanks for stopping by. Not to mention for saying something nice.
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I have a feeling that the Dwavish fighting scones from the Ramtop mountains are made with gravel… but that might only be fiction.
I have a hard time telling the difference between fact and fiction sometimes…especially if it is written by Sir Terry Pratchett…
anyway…
now I want a scone, which I have naked (the scone not me) with no butter or jam or cream of any sort. in the eyes of many this make me wierd.
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I’m going to assume you’re at work and that eating a scone naked (you not the scone) would be awkward at best. And at this time of year, chilly.
The news is getting so weird that I’m having trouble telling fact from fiction a lot lately.
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I have decided it must be fiction and someone will write it all ok in the end…
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Let’s hope. I get very nervous, even in novels, when everything is about to go wrong.
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Me too!
I am sure the writer will come through soon…
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Good. I’ve been afraid to turn the page.
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Yeah… I am banking on it only being pretend bad…
That and my dad finding my mums mums birth certificate and me getting an Irish passport
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Brilliant as always, Ellen. But…less than 50p for 10? I wouldn’t touch those with a bargepole…
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In general, my feeling about baked goods that come inside plastic wrappers is that they’re best avoided, no matter how much they cost, but then retirement led me to baking, which led me to being a snob about baked goods. I wasn’t so fussy back in the old days.
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I think your feelings do you great credit.
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Don’t know whether comments are moderated ( if so, I apologize for the double trouble) or if logging in has eaten Up my deep and meaningful contribution to your post, which is:
The Dutch think the scones are Scottish (omg!)
https://nl.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scone_(brood)
It does mention however that the word comes from middledutch, but in a very sneaky way it refuses to give any info on why.
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Thanks for that–it’s wonderful. It’s worth any kind of trouble you created.
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Oops, this got lost–I replied to the earlier comment, which came in later, and forgot to come back to this. Anyway, I do appreciate your adding this to the conversation.
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Didn’t Mr Google tell you about drop scones? Maybe another interesting diversion for you – and I don’t think the Duchess would have been quite so delighted with them 😉
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Not only didn’t Lord G. (please, he gets touchy about being called Mr.) mention them, he didn’t need to. I’ve made them. They’re okay–sort of like pancakes but not quite as good. I haven’t figured out what the difference is–it would involve all sorts of mental contortions involving numbers that I’m just not capable of.
I’m searching for some sort of joke about dropping a plate of scones but can’t seem to find it.
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That’s a good description of them. Similar to pancake batter, got their name from how they were cooked: batter dropped onto the solid hot plate old style cookers used to have (i.e. in my childhood!). Mum’s were much better than the shop bought atrocities we get today. Good luck with that search, I’m unable to be of much help!
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A solid hot plate? Sounds like a wonderful thing to have. I now have stove envy. Or cooker envy. They’re stoves in the U.S.
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I think they go back to the days when people boiled kettles on their ‘stove,’ before you could plug them in. They had more than one use, but were a sod to clean!
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I did think about the cleaning problem and then I ignored the thought. And I’m sure you’re right about the word stove. When I first moved here, I thought it was pretty funny that people talked about cookers
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We used to call them stoves too, not sure when they became cookers tbh. Just one of those quirks that divides us with a common language.
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That’s interesting, that the word has changed.
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Language evolves over time, doesn’t it, and we create new words to match new things. Some of these words are total crap, though: I saw ‘winningest’ this morning – where did that come from?! (Yes, it was an American publication that used it!)
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Yeah, “winningest” does sound American, although I couldn’t tell you why. And yes, it does evolve–sometimes naturally (whatever that means) and sometimes with a push from someone selling, ahem, cookers and wanting to make them sound more modern than plain old stoves.
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I think marketing has a lot to answer for with some of the words that are now in common usage. It’s still interesting that the same thing can be called different names though, like mobile and cell phones.
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The phones are one of those things I can’t talk about without a pause before the noun while I try to figure out what language I’m talking and which one each word belongs to.
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Odd how we diverge, isn’t it!
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It is. It seems so random, although I’m sure someone somewhere put a lot of thought into naming the things in the two countries. And thought they knew what they were doing.
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I think they’re just messing with our minds, trying to turn them to jelly 😉
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I’m sure you’re right. And I was ready to say that even before I looked back to figure out who we’d been talking about.
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But I LIKE gravel scones…
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I’m sure your dentist loves it that you like them.
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I highly suspect my dentist’s general motivations. For instance, are they supposed to put you out completely and arrange an alien abduction as part of their regular cleaning service? I’ve been meaning to ask someone, but every time I go to do it this spot in my jaw starts aching and I forget…
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Yeah, that’s where the aliens implanted a little device that keeps you from asking the question.
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What question? 🤣
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Yeah, that one.
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Oh, I get it NO-OW! Thanks!
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Since I’m up extra early this morning I’ll take a scone with my breakfast please.
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I’ll fax it to you.
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My raspberry jam is ready! ;)
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I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad tidings, but the Flemish immigrants were not welcomed universally. Many of them were killed during the Peasants’ Revolt in 1381.
On a lighter note, tea with scones is a cream tea if you’re in a teashop.
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Around here, nothing’s a cream tea if it doesn’t include clotted cream.
I’m not surprised the Flemish immigrants weren’t universally welcomed. That seems to be the pattern, not just here but in the U.S. as well. And probably many other places.
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Only you can make me read a long post about scones! Question: how do you come up with your post ideas?
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A combination of ways. Some are topics that interest me or come to my attention in some random way. Others are suggested by readers, so if you have one to suggest I’d welcome it. I don’t always manage to do the ones people suggest (or that I suggest, for that matter). I’ve tried any number of topics that I just can’t manage to be funny about or that I can’t get interested in or can’t find much information on. But suggestions do broaden my range.
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I’ve never really liked scones. Too dry and too hard. To me “scone” is just a misspelling for “stone”. :D
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With enough butter or cream, nothing is dry. If they’re too hard, they’re not made well. But why am I arguing? If you don’t like them, I’ll eat yours. We’ll both be happy.
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Well, I might have had one or two, in the very beginning of my “scone experience”, that were simply baked badly. And as to dry or not: come to think of it I can imagine them with jam and clotted cream. That might really make a difference. So, maybe I won’t give you mine after all! :D
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They’re one of those fairly healthy things meant to be doused in unhealthy things.
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LOL!
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I like scones. There are several bakeries near where I live that sell them freshly made. Panama Bread also has very good scones. I eat them with coffee and sometimes for breakfast. Don’t tell anyone.
A friend once asked me why people said Brits ate scones. He was a good customer and was buying lunch (he needed something and was trying to bribe me. I could not do it but he still paid for lunch) so I laughed as little as I could and explained they were scones. Then he asked me what they were. I was at a loss. I said something about they were biscuits or bread or cakes or pastries that were not very sweet and eaten in the afternoon. He looked puzzled. That was about fifteen or more years ago. I still wonder about how to explain what scones are. Your article was very helpful. I now eould answer that they are baked goods similar to a pastry but not very sweet eaten as a snack in the afternoon.
I could not get into the no yeast bit but it is good to have the information.
I like danish better. Have that for breakfast with coffee. Danish and scones must be somewhat related. Some danish us not very sweet. The cheese danish from Starbucks is not sweet and does not rise much. Must be part scone.
Enjoyed the history lesson.
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I have ecstatic memories of the danish sold at New York lunch counters when I was a kid. If I could get hold of one now, I’d probably think it was too sweet and that they’d changed the recipe. I’d probably be right about the first half of that and wrong about the second. Some things are better left in your memory. But trying to describe food to someone? Short of giving them a recipe, it’s hard to make it work. You end up comparing it to something that, really, is only vaguely related to it.
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I don’t know why you struggle so to define a scone. It’s ridiculously easy. Walk into any bakery of coffee shop and say, “Gimme a scone.” A scone is then what they give you. Simple?
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Well, damn, why didn’t I think of that? I have a hunch I’ll be quoting you (in adapted form about a variety of things that aren’t scones) on that.
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What an interesting hoot of a read this is. Scones are biscuits, if you’re American. And biscuits in America can be sweet or savory (usually with cheese, but occasionally bits of bacon or…well suffice it to say people will go off the rails. Now I have thought that scones came from Scotland, which had many culinary influences, but there is a Gaelic word, sgonn, which is a quick bread rolled into a round… Can’t wait for the tea disquisition. Did you know that PGTips is the only brand of tea that doesn’t downgrade its product for the U.S. market? Tea wizard friends of mine get theirs from Canada and order direct. Weird, huh?
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When I lived in the U.S., I used to go to an Irish shop and stock up on Lyons tea. I didn’t know anyplace near us that sold PG Tips, although maybe that’s changed by now.
My taste buds insist that there’s a real difference between a scone and a biscuit, but I’m damned if I can tell you what it is. I make both. The method isn’t that different. I’m too incompetent with numbers to figure out why they turn out different. They’re clearly related, but that’s as far as I’d go. You might be interested in the comment (above, I think) about the Dutch Wikipedia entry which says the scone comes from Scotland.
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When I make biscuits, they have rather a lot of shortening, but never eggs or cream. When I make scones, they include eggs and cream, and so come out richer, and not as crumbly. (Of course, when I make scones, they also include sugar, dried cranberries, and rather a lot of citrusy icing on top, because clotted cream is rather hard to come by in the states.)
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I used to have a recipe for take clotted cream–it wasn’t bad–but I threw it away when I moved to the Land of Clotted Cream. The scones here are plainer than the ones you describe–less shortening, less sugar, no icing, maybe a handful of raisins which for some damn silly reason are called fruit when they’re in scones. As if the world hadn’t invented more than one kind of fruit. But never mind, that’s off the topic, I’ve seen a recipe that uses eggs, but most don’t. No cream, just milk. But for some reason, they still don’t come out tasting like biscuits.
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Ellen, sorry for another shameless plug, but if anyone wants to make their own clotted cream, I’ve posted that as well. I make my own all the time, and it’s the real deal!
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Shameless plugs are welcome as long as they’re relevant. Send me links to the actual posts, though.
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Here you go then! How to Make Clotted Cream https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2015/02/how-to-make-clotted-cream-also-bit-of.html
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I think the difference is the fat. There seems to be more in scones. But there’s plenty in some biscuits as well. I’m wondering if there is the regional variation in scones that there is in biscuits…ahhh, food, such a lovely subject. I will check out the other comment!
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The American scone has tons more fat. The British one has less than–well, than the American one. The scones in Scotland (at least the ones I’ve seen) are bigger than the ones in Cornwall, but then they don’t have clotted cream. I’m sure they feel they have to make up for it.
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I make both Southern American biscuits and Londoner scones (same recipe) LOL interpretation up to the ones eating them. When I made them in London they called them scones in Memphis they call them biscuits. I theorized that the taste difference over the ocean was due to slight variances in the actual ingredients. The ingredients taste different so the final product does as well?
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I make both, from different recipes. The biscuits come out like biscuits and the scones like scones. I couldn’t begin to explain why they’re different but I swear to you , they are.
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Is there a baked evil? Need you ask at this time of year? Fruitcake!
And for the record, I’ve had scones that could be anvils.
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I’m tempted to say you never had the right fruitcake but I’ll shut up. More for me.
I think I tried one of those scones myself. I think the trick is to soak them in the sink overnight and leave town.
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Well, Ellen, looks like I should go ahead and put a link to my Fruitcake as well. https://www.delightfulrepast.com/2016/11/fruitcake-christmas-cake-wedding-cake.html
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Why not? My cousin Monette used to make a gorgeous fruitcake, but I never thought to ask for her recipe, so I’ll look at yours with interest.
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Great post, and now I need to go home and bake some buttermilk scones!
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Oh, yum. Good thing I don’t know where you live. I’d be on your doorstep.
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I find that oftentimes your explanations carry me into a tangled web which you weave deliberately – apparently – but with much flair and entertainment.
I have a quick American question for you: Is a scone related to Scottish short bread? Because I love the short bread but will always pick a scone last when given the opportunity
Have a wonderful weekend.
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I do seem to have a gift for complicating any question. It used to be a hazard, but somehow it’s reappeared in my life as a virtue. No, I can’t explain it either. But to answer your question: No. A shortbread’s a very, very (very very) rich cookie, basically. A British scone’s a cousin of the baking powder biscuit. I get hopelessly tangled when I try to figure out, never mind explain, what the difference is, but it’s pretty far removed from a shortbread.
Hope thats some help.
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Now this totally explains why I prefer the shortbread! :)
Thanks so much!!
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Before this discussion continues, can you please explain what “CLOTTED cream” is. Is it like butter ? Whipped cream ? Ice cream ? Sour cream ? Cottage cheese ? I’ve been given these impressions by a number of sources, so I am relying on you to clear things up. Thenk kew !
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It’s not as solid as butter, not as fluffy or as sweet as whipped cream, not as sour as sour cream, and not as lumpy as cottage cheese. Maybe if you crossed butter and whipped cream but made the resulting stuff a bit gloopier you’d have it.
I suspect that’s not very helpful.
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I love scones, but I think I rarely tasted real ones. I first discovered scones while babysitting in the US, it was a Maple Scone, then while studying in the UK I could not get enough of hot Cheese Scones from M&S. My mom once made very nice scones (she had travelled to Ireland) and had to let everyone taste.
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If you bake at all, they’re not hard to make. Want a recipe?
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Oh I’d love one.
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Scones
1 ½ cups plain flour*
1 Tbsp. sugar
½ tsp. bicarb of soda
1 tsp. cream of tartar
½ tsp. salt
½ ounce butter
Just enough milk to form a dough
Sift the dry ingredients together. Cut in the butter. Stir in just enough milk to make the dough come together. Roll out about ¾” thick. Cut.
Bake on an oiled baking tray, 12 – 15 minutes at 400 F. (200 centigrade, or 180 in a fan oven).
*There are 4 (British) cups of flour in a pound if you want to weigh it. Do not trust me to do the math here—there’s no telling what I’ll come up with. An American cup measure’s larger. Don’t lose sleep over it. The recipe’s been forgiving.
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Thank you!
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My pleasure.
By the way, since I always roll them thicker than I mean to, I cheat when checking to see if they’re done: I pry one open to make sure the center’s baked.
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It’s a funny things a scone (I say it “sc-on” not “sc-own”), a stale one is a grim affair indeed but a fresh one is delicious.
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A bit like the Cornish split, which is sublime on the first day and not worth bothering with after that.
And having nothing to do with that, the cards I ordered from your website came yesterday and they’re gorgeous.
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Thank you, Ellen. I am touched that you ordered them and that you like them too!
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Hi, I enjoyed reading this our debate is how you pronounce it. I love a homemade scone as part of afternoon tea a real treat.
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As long as we all understand each other, I don’t see the point of arguing about how to pronounce it. I haven’t given up my American pronunciation, of scone or anything else. For me, it rhymes with stone. Although given the range of English accents, stone may have more than one pronunciation and not really be a fixed point. Never mind. I’m complicating the issue. Let’s enjoy the variation and insanity of the English language–along with a good scone.
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Sorry I wasn’t meaning to offend it’s a debate we have at home how to pronounce it. All I know is that I love a fresh scone with jam and a cup of tea. So indeed let’s enjoy the variation. Have a lovely day.
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My turn to apologize: I didn’t mean to sound offended. I wasn’t, even remotely. (You’re welcome to try again, but you’ll have to work at it.)
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Phew 😊
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Sorry–I just dug this out of the spam folder. What would our conversatation have come to if I hadn’t?
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Hee Hee… spam
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Who knew that there was so much scone-ology. I can only imagine the history behind tea!
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Enough that it takes up two posts–after being heavily simplified.
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I’m not surprised!
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I have no choice. I must take issue with your definition. Saying that a scone is a baked good made without yeast implies that anything baked without yeast is a scone, be it cheesecake or meringue or chocolate cake or pothead. Clearly a scone is none of these things.
A scone is a bread product made without yeast, and usually prepared in individual portions. It’s essentially a yeast-free muffin.
You’re welcome. Now, moving on to crumpet…
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The crumpet is a bread product made with yeast and baking powder, cooked on a griddle, and much harder to get out of the little rings I pured the batter into than the instructions said it would be.
Shredded crumpet, anyone? They taste better than they look, even if not quite as good as the prefabricated stuff.
Great definition, by the way. But where I come from a pothead isn’t baked, just stoned.
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I love your posts, Ellen. You are a hoot and a half and now I can’t help but wonder if what I made were scones or not – the recipe said they were but now…. I don’t give a sh*t as long as they are good. And they were.
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If they’re good it doesn’t matter. If you’re American, then they’re scones as long as they stay on your side of the Atlantic.
And thanks for the compliment. It went immediately to my head. For the next ten seconds, I’ll be thinking I’m something quite special. Then reality will send me tripping over my shoelaces.
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You have a point. And I’m Canadian and think my version was more of the Scottish type, which I’m very good with as I’m of Scottish descent 😁
Hey, I tell it like it is and while it lasts, dance away!
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I don’t remember eating scones in Canada, so I don’ t know if in general you guys make the US or the British kind. Or mostly neither. The ones I’ve had in Scotland are bigger than they make here in Cornwall–or did I say that already? Sorry, I end up carrying on so many simulataneous conversations on more or less the same topic that I really do lose track of myself. What I do know is that nobody up to now has suggesting dancing while it lasts, but it’s damn good advice and I intend to follow it. Thank you.
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Well, I for one, love food and cooking it and sharing it so, it was just a question of time before scones (no matter what they are called) ended up in my oven. I won’t say a word if you repeat yourself!
And damn straight, it’s good advice! Most welcome!
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Love this way you write and you had me chuckling. What about rock cakes? I feel as if they have been forgotten in England – or was it only my nan that ever made them? Perhaps it was a nick-name for her scones haha xx Maria
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Nope, it wasn’t just your nan. I still see them for sale sometimes and see recipes for them in the papers from time to time. I tried one. They came out like your Nan’s scones. Forgive me if I just slandered her baking. I’m taking that from your comment, though, so it seems safe. Or safe-ish. Anyway, rock cakes–actually, I think they’re called run buns, or both–do seem to have the ability to transform themselves ini the over into something inedible. Sort of like Superman in the phone booth.
I just looked at your website and couldn’t leave a comment on the apple-blackberry scone recipe but it looks good and I’ll have to try it.
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Ellen, I haven’t been here in a long while, but since my kitty, Henry died this week, I’m coming back to my blog friends. Your wit helps me hold the grief and reminds me to keep reaching out. I’m so glad you’re still here.
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Oh, I’m so sorry. I know how hard it can hit when cat you love dies. I’m glad to see you back and happy I could lift your spirits.
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Love scones especially me Mum’s! 😋
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Which is as it should be.
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Great blog!
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Many thanks. Glad to have you here.
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I love a good scone, and I actually have an amazing scone story, that some day I will write about. Truth be told, a million years ago, I was married to a guy. We obviously are divorced now, and a chocolate chip scone made it into the divorce decree. No lie! xo
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Now there’s a story I want to read. And, oddly enough (minus the chocolate chip scone) I did the same thing. For a few years after we split up, we shared custody of a canoe. That worked until we both wanted to use it. We didn’t cut it in half, but we did flip for it.
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Did you win? I got custody of our dog.
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I lost the toss but the agreement was that whoever won got the old canoe but paid half the price. So–with the distance of years–I’d say we came out even.
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Yep. You are my #blogcrush this week. Thanks for the scone memories! xoxo
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Thank you. I should participate in the blogcrush thing, but I never seem to get around to it.
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I so enjoyed this post and who knew the history of the scone could be so complex . I was alwaysunder the impression the biggest problem of the scone is how you pronounce it !!
Congratulations, someone loved this post so much they added it to our #blogcrush linky!! (ps look forward to hearing about tea….and potentially opium!!
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Thanks so much–and a bit of gratitude left over for whoever added it to the blogcrush linky. I really have to start adding to that but somehow I never get around to it.
The tea and opium posts are now up. You can find the at https://notesfromtheuk.com/2018/12/14/how-tea-soaked-through-britains-social-structure/ and https://notesfromtheuk.com/2018/12/28/2635/
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Yay!!Thank you !
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Now I want to eat some scones!! Interesting post 😊
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Oops. Sorry I did that to you.
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😄
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“All of that is actually more interesting than scones…”
Well, really?? I’m rather sorry to see you maligning the surely delicious-to-taste scones! ;)
Greatly entertaining – and quite informative post, Ellen! :)
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I must’ve had a full stomach when I wrote that. I don’t usually dismiss food.
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Never heard of schoonbrot before, but as a guess, is “schoon” a Dutch version of “schoen,” as in “danke schoen” and “bei mir bist du schoen,” a general term of warm approval? Hence “clean bread,” or pretty, lovely, grand, very much, swell, wonderful, whatever kind of bread?
“Sgonn” I’ve heard of. I say sc-on. Here at the cafe the owner’s Scottish grandmother said sc-on. The owner, however, says sc-own, to avoid “correcting” customers or sounding Scotchier-than-thou, so we now have local evidence for the claim that Real Scots-Americans say sc-own. At least they do now.
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I like the way you’ve figured out to let me hear the pronunciation. It’s not easy to do in English.
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British would not think scones made by many bakeries in America were actually scones. Some add chocolate chips, other blueberries. Regardless of that they add it seems plenty of sugar is added into the mix.
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And lemon. And ginger. And poppy seeds. And half a cupboard’s worth of extras. They’re great, but I’m with you: British scones they ain’t.
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