I made a point to go to the ferry building farmer’s market the other morning when I was in San Francisco.
I love everything about the market…the vibrant colors of the vegetables, the farmers heartfelt chatter as they count out your change, the hot coffee swirling in paper cups and, last but not least, the baked goods. And so, last Saturday morning, I bought a rich, crumbly pumpkin scone and a creamy blue bottle cappuccino and allowed myself be transported into complete foodie bliss.
The scone was spicy and sweet, with a crunch from turbinado sugar and toasted pecans. There was definitely cinnamon involved…and most likely fresh ground nutmeg and ginger. Raisins? maybe. Cranberries? probably. I finished the entire thing in a matter of minutes, washed down by the last few drops of my espresso.