In Search of Scones
I thought I would cap off my last morning in London with a scone. You'd think I was looking for blood diamonds. The last straw was when I stopped in an Italian bakery (they sold croissants so they weren't purists) and the owner asked me "Scone ... what is this?" A woman in the shop told him it was "Very English ... often taken with tea." Alas, no scone for me.