holy crap i’ve been lazy.
my days consist of running, working, eating lame dinners, catching up on the dvr, sleeping, wake up, repeat. oh and if it’s saturday or sunday add a couple hours at the pool to that mix!
we’re in the dog days of summer. i love hot weather. what i do not like, humidity. in virginia, that’s no joke. ohmygosh it’s so dang hot here. after running then going to work or the pool i want nothing more than to sit around and sip on a nice cold margarita OR the new stella cidre. its like my favorite thing ever right now!
with all this running i’ve been doing in 90 degree weather with 99% humidity, i’m going to be honest with you, i’m losing a lot of water. which means i’m hungry all. the. time. as in, i can’t eat enough food. i’m a walking dumpster. if there is food in front of me its in my mouth in under 1 second. uh, if you follow me on insta you can see all the junk i’m piling in there. it’s seriously out of control. burgers, mac n’cheese,veggies (huh veggies? what’s a veggie?) bbq, and ice cream, i want it all. i also get weird cravings. like cravings for scones? who am i?
let me explain where the scones came from. something else you should know about me. i’m kinda sorta obsessed with the tour de france. just a little bit though. who’s my favorite rider? chris froome. who is from great britain. every time they interview him, i could die. uh that accent. after his interviews i like to pretend that i’m british too! yeah, i’m every guy’s dream right?! somewhere between his british accent and all the french pastries (yeah i know, scones aren’t french. leave me alone) i think of when i watch the tour, its just really had me jones’n!
this was my first attempt at a scone and i’m going to be honest with you, they were pretty good. cakier than a store bought scone but still melt in your mouth delicious! *in your best british accent* they were quite brilliant!
hit the spot banana chocolate chip scones
i used the exact recipe from my girl at how sweet it is. if you’re not following her yet, jokes on you. you’re really missing out.
escape the heat. grab a cidre, turn on the oven and whip these bad boys up!