Some weeks ago, Andy made his first (and to date ONLY) foray
into the consumerist temple that is Dobbies (And it was only my second visit!). After
worshipping at the altar of “unnecessary items you really can live without” for
all of 12 minutes, we were so traumatised that we needed a restorative cup of
tea. In the café he spied treacle scones.
As these are a throwback to both our childhoods, we shared one with our
cuppa. It was such a disappointment; dry
and tasteless, that I’ve now made numerous batches at home to try and re-create
the flavour
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