There are so many wonderful smells in the world. Fresh lilacs. Dried lavender. Warm laundry. New cars. Chicken roasting. Bacon frying. Brisk autumn air. These are all beautiful and evocative smells that make life so sweet. But bread baking? That might be my raison d’être. Or at least, that’s what I thought to myself two weekends in a row, each time I made maple oat bread. If I could have bread baking in my apartment at all times without even eating the bread, I would be content. It smells that good.
It’s no secret that I love Ina Garten (or her husband, Jeffrey – who doesn’t?). Nor is it a secret that I love Vermont – just see my newly updated, bound-to-change “About Me” section. It’s enthralling. And if you read my last post, you’ll know that I love the fall. (I don’t mind being a cliché because all of these things are AWESOME.) So what does somebody with my interests choose to make to welcome the new season? Ina Garten’s Maple Oat Scones, that’s what.