I love cinnamon scones. Unreasonably so. It took me eighteen months to return to pre-pregnancy weight after having my first baby. Eighteen Months! Cinnamon scones are 92.8% to blame for that. My favorite are the cinnamon scones from Let’s Dish. They are frozen, and to prepare them you just cut them into 4 or 8 triangles and bake in the oven. They have little cinnamon chips in them, heaven, I’m telling you.
Today, I thought it would be fun to try making my own cinnamon scones.
I found a recipe on the Food Network that was highly rated and looked simple. Thanks to my new policy of keeping a well-stocked refrigerator and pantry, I had all of the ingredients on hand. (<– wait, I don't think the intention here was to enable myself to make scones at a moment's notice!!!)
As I looked through the recipe, I almost keeled over when I saw it took 1 cup of butter. I asked Husband how many sticks he figured that was, and he said one stick. I thought that sounded about right. Took out a stick of butter, and on it read 8 TBSP = 1/2 cup. Holy crap. One stick of butter is only 1/2 a cup. This recipe, which is supposed to make 12 scones, takes TWO STICKS of butter. No wonder it took me eighteen months to lose my pregnancy weight!!!
I decided to look into butter substitutes, since there was no way I was going to make something with two sticks of butter. A little rendezvous with Teh Googs, and I had two ideas — applesauce or extra virgin coconut oil. I’ve been trying to use more coconut oil, so I decided to give that a shot.
Instead of two sticks of butter, I used one stick butter and 8 TBSP coconut oil. If you’ve never used coconut oil, it comes in a jar and is in solid form. The coconut oil was mushy and I immediately started to question my decision. I was supposed to cut the “butter” in, but the coconut was just smooshing around. Finally, I gave up on making it the consistency I wanted and decided to just go ahead and bake it.
Having never made scones before, I couldn’t be sure, but it was feeling like a major FAIL at this point. Well, I’d never know unless I baked them, so I threw them in the oven, set the timer for 15 minutes, and held my breath.
The end result?