A special thank-you to the Coach House Coffee & Tea shop. I went in there for tea this morning and asked for a scone, but they were still in the oven.
Late this afternoon, after a long hike around the neighborhood in the rain and the sun and the rain and the sun but mostly the rain, I went back for more tea and again asked for a scone, only to be told they were sold out. I was so disappointed! It was my last day in Loch Lomond and I had really, really been wanting that scone.
But when my tea came, there was a scone with it after all. "There was one hiding in the bottom of the basket," explained the waitress. And it was definitely one of the best scones I'd ever had, with cream and a nicely tart red jam.
Their tartan tea set is charming too. After less than a week in Scotland I was already overdosing on tartan: tartan curtains, tartan carpets, tartan ceilings. I've always thought a little bit of plaid goes a very very long way, and there's no such thing as a little bit of tartan in Scotland. But I loved this mug and pitcher; even if only because I was chilled and it was full of hot tea.