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Home Baked Date Scones

by Alfiya Laxmidhar 6 months ago in recipe · updated 6 months ago
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Toddlers and a mum make scones

Home Baked Date Scones
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"Hey, do wanna make scones?"


Two little boys run happily toward the kitchen bench. I help Tristan, the 3 year old up and Sidi, the 2 year old hops on the dining chair and squirms his way onto the bench.

I turn on the oven, turned the dial on bake at 180 degrees celsius.

Ingredients & Method

1) 3 cups of flour

I pull out a bowl and place it in the middle of the two boys. Then I grab the measuring cup and hand it to the eldest. The flour container makes it to the bench where eager hands cannot wait to feel the softness by squeezing the heck out of the powdery ingredient.

"Three cups and take turns." Instructions are short, enough to remember and clear enough so everyone knows exactly what to do.

Tristan dunks in one cup and places the flour into the yellow bowl.

"Sisi's turn" says Tristan.

Sidi does the same and hands the cup back to Tristan, who completes the three cups of flour in total.

Flour power

2) 3 filled teaspoons of baking powder

I take down the package of baking powder from the pantry and find the purple measuring spoon.

I hand the spoon to Tristan who takes a heapful of baking powder and puts it in the bowl. The original calls for 5 teaspoons but 3 is plenty when Tristan and Sidi is preparing the batter.

"Sisi's turn"

Sidi has his turn and back to Tristan to complete the 3 teaspoons of baking powder.

3) 1 teaspoon of cinnamon

"Time for cinnamon."

"Seenamim! Senamim!" Rejoices Tristan and Sidi.

I give the option of who wants to go first. Tristan always wants to go first and Sidi always lets him.

Tristan sprinkles first. Then he hands it to Sidi who sprinkles humbly. For good measure, I tell them to do it again.

4) 16 chopped dates and 75g of melted butter

As I microwave the butter to melt it I chop the dates - roughly 16 dried dates.

I cut the dates and leave them in a corner of the chopping board where little hands reach them and plops them in the bowl.

When the butter has finished melting I remove it.

"This is hot, be careful." And the boys put their hands on the bowl with mine and the yellow liquid pours out forming a river on the dry bed.

The boys each get a tablespoon and start hacking at the batter. Tristan attempts some circular motions.

5) Honey- 2 generous teaspoons

"What's this Sidi?" I ask as Tristan pays me no attention.

"Uhh butta!"

"No, that was butter. This is honey."


"Good, ha-nay." I repeat.

I open the honey as the hacking continues and pour out locally made NZ honey onto the purple spoon and then some. You can't overdo the honey.

6) Just under 1 cup of milk

We use quite a bit of rice milk in this house. So rice milk is measured and I place it in the microwave to warm it up a little - 20 seconds.

I take it out and Tristan helps me pour out half and save the other half for Sidi.

At this stage all ingredients are in the bowl.

"Mama mix it," Tristan says and hands me his spoon and Sidi follows suit.

While I mix I get the boys to pop some flour onto the baking tray. As I mix, Tristan says:

"Much, much."

"Ah, too much?"

Yes, there is a little mole hill of flour in which the boys reverse their actions and start putting flour back inside the container.

When I finish mixing I place the soft, slightly crumbled dough on the floured tray.

Sidi's eager hands like before can't wait to squeeze the softness.

Tristan is too fast and exclaims:

"Squash!" and puts two flat palms on the dough and leans his body over to press it down.

Sidi copies his brother and in between their turns I try to make it a rectangle and flatten out the parts that have been neglected.

I get my knife and they both say:

"Cut! Cut! Cut!" like parrots, repeatedly making the same sound.

I make the 12 squares.

"Horno" Tristan correctly states the next step (horno is Spanish for oven).

In the scones go and the timer is set for 12 minutes.

Bathed and time to eat.

Great with a cup of tea

Thanks for reading x


About the author

Alfiya Laxmidhar

Love words and their origin. Like poetry. Rumi is my favorite.

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