Welsh Cakes, Eat Them Up, Yum

Every scone, prior to being baked, wishes that it could be as good as Welsh Cakes.
It dreams and hopes of being light and delicious.
The dough wants to remain in a round, flat shape.
It longs to melt in your mouth, and fill your soul with joy.

But then it gets shoved in an oven to bake.
What once was becomes what never could be.
It bloats, it dries, and it is destroyed.
You must dip it in milk or coffee to add the moisture back, for it is now nothing but a scone.