The Chocolatiest Scones I've Ever Tasted

I remember the first time I made scones - it was the 10th grade in Contemporary Living. As for the cooking/baking segments, we had to bake scones. The ones we made were fairly tasty - plain, but moist and flaky all in one.

I hadn't made scones since school, but I recently got into a scones kick when my roommate brought blueberry scones home from the grocery store. They were so delicious. Ever since then, I've been obsessed. I've had every intention of making a pumpkin scone... a cinnamon scone... lemon scones... and finally, chocolate scones.

The idea of making chocolate scones came after searching for a baked confection to make for some friends for a belated Christmas present. I originally made them my famous sugar cookies, but two weeks sitting in a canister is justifiably a reason to purge them and make something else... something fresh.

I found the recipe on Pinterest, from CamilleStyles.com. The image that was pinned on Pinterest was for a triple chocolate scone, which obviously looked and sounded amazing.

Here are my results:

Promising dough all ready to be baked. I added extra chocolate chips than the recipe called for. Chocolate dough with chocolate chips.

I forgot one rule: don't cut until completely cool -- otherwise you end up with a gooey chunky mess. Oops! So much for presentation here.

After cooling and setting, this had the texture of a drier, fluffier brownie, but without the added oily richness. (In other words, no heartburn for me!)

Crumbly and delicious.

The icing I made was a cream, powdered sugar, and chocolate concoction I threw together to ice them. And this is what made everything tie together quite well.

If I make this recipe again in the future, I think that I will add an extra egg and omit some of the chocolate chips to allow for the scones to be a little more moist.

Go check out CamilleStyle's recipe and let me know what you think. What are your favorite things to put on your scones? Butter, jam? Do you like them with tea or coffee?

Off to Dream-land,

Em

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