At the request of a new customer we’ve not yet announced, Corinna’s been messing with scones again. The real thing with scones is that, like bagels in New York, they’re made correctly by few and incorrectly by the masses. There are legions of people out there who believe truly that a scone is some kind of triangular blueberry muffin.

So for the last week we’ve had scone-city up here in Harlemville, but now it looks like we’re good to go. We’re not selling these at many places, but will try them out at Strongtree and this new secret customer, and see how they go.

Meantime Corinna’s been cranking out the vanilla ice cream and that is pretty damn sensational. She does it with organic cream, Hawthorne Valley Farm raw organic (biodynamic, actually) milk and Ronnybrook Farms skim milk, organic egg yolks, and this pretty sensually spectacular fresh vanilla bean we had flown in from Madagascar - the result is out of this world, especially when she does it with a sauce from the raspberries growing on our land.

That last bit was not a product announcement, it was just to make you seethe with jealousy.