Scones for Mother's Day ... or any day
It was love at first flip. On a recent Saturday morning I curled up in an overstuffed chair and watched as big flakes of snow gradually formed a thick featherbed over the perennials in my garden. Foolishly believing it was spring, they had begun to peek out from the earth.
I picked up my brand new copy of "The Minnesota Homegrown Cookbook." The cover photos of big red strawberries, plump, dew-kissed blueberries and just-picked heirloom tomatoes pulled me right into the book.