baking up is hard to do

I am terrible baker.

I forget ingredients. When I cook, I add them later or tell myself it still tastes okay. When I bake, these strategies lead to baking soda dusted piles of hard burnt lumpy muffins or runny sugar cookies.

I forget that I am baking. Cooking demands full attention on it and nothing else. Baking allows for me to step away, start reading a book and drinking some tea and then three hours later I remember that I turned off the alarm when things weren't looking finished yet in the now flaming oven.

I forget how many cups of flour I've added. Seriously. I can't count past three.

I seriously cried myself through every chemistry experiment in high school (no, I am not my pharmacist-father's daughter) even if only in my head. The chemical reactions required for baking anything not pre-boxed is over my skill level/emotional capability.

I don't have patience to let things rise like they need to... Instant gratification is my food-mantra.

I am not a baker. But these scones have convinced me that I should keep trying. If I can make them, you can make them.