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In the photo above the scones in the front are the gluten-free scones and the scones in back ground are made with wheat flour. They even turn out better that the wheat flour scones. And yes I left the wheat scones in the oven for to long. Whoops. lol. 



For this recipe I find that the secret to success is in the brand of gluten-free flour that you choose. I choose to use a gluten-free flour called "Well & Good." I have tried so many other gluten-free brands of gluten-free flours and I just find that this brand really works so much better for scones, whether they are lemonade scones or the traditional scones. I do use a couple of other brands of gluten-free flours for other recipes. In the photo above is a photo of the Well & Good flour. This flour is also an Australian owned company and an Australian made flour.  

Ingredients:

3 cups S.R. Flour (sifted), 

1 cup cream (I use lactose free cream)

1 cup of lemonade 

Pinch of salt

Method:

Mix all ingredients together to a soft sticky dough. 

Turn dough onto a lightly floured surface and cut into scone shapes. 

Brush with a little milk.

Bake in a very hot oven at 230c for about 15 minutes or until lightly golden brown.

Wrap in a cloth while still warm until ready to serve up. 

Serve up with your favorite jam and cream or just butter.  

I do hope you enjoy these as much as we enjoy them. 

Please feel free to leave any comments or questions. 





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