Jon’s mum and dad came to stay with us last week. They live on the Isle of Skye, where most of their view is sea and clouds and trees and streams in which otters frolic about merrily.
Our view is mostly other apartment windows, a busy sidewalk, constant traffic, and the odd strutting pigeon. Undeterred, his parents set off into the day to see what could be seen. Up 30 Rock. Into the Met. Around MoMA. Through the library. Out to Dia Beacon. Into the Bronx to see the orchids. Out to Brooklyn for pizza and cherry blossoms.
“I swear to God,” said Jon, “I can go multiple weekends without leaving Chelsea.”
Though they showed no signs of it, but just in case, I baked scones to stave off potential homesickness. Some plain, some with extra grated orange zest and a handful of dried cranberries. Both highly acceptable to the house.
Scones
2 cups of flour
1/4 cup of sugar
2 tsp baking powder
1/3 cup of fat — a 50:50 mixture of unsalted butter and vegetable shortening (fridge cold)
1 egg
1/2 cup of milk
1 cup of whipping (heavy) cream
2 tsp confectioner’s sugar (icing sugar)
Strawberry jam
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