I remember the first time I heard about Fisher Scones was when my mom was RAVING about them. I had no idea what she was talking about, all I could think of was, “What’s so great about a scone?” There are a lot of scones out there in coffee shops that are always dry and boring…so these ones had to be good.
It turns out Fisher Fair Scones bring back memories for countless people in the Pacific Northwest. Anyone who has been to the Puyallup Fair in the last 100 years has eaten one of the scones or heard of them, and for good reason. I FINALLY had my first Fisher Scone this week, after my boss had brought them in from the UVillage Sidewalk Sale. They were still warm, and essentially perfect.
Now, I have made the Fisher Scones with the mix that is sold in grocery stores around Washington – but you know how some things just aren’t the same? This is one of those cases. They somehow shape the scones perfectly, and slice them perfectly to tuck in just the right amount of raspberry jam. When I make them (by myself, on a Saturday morning, possibly a random Tuesday night) I devour them too fast to care about the importance of jam placement and shaping presentation. Sigh. It’s just one of those things I guess.
If you are ever at a Northwest Fair, particularly the Puyallup Fair, do not pass up the Fisher Scones when you see them.