Off a winding dirt road, up a drive lined with agapanthus in bloom, we pulled into the empty parking lot. I figured that since it was 40 degrees that not many people were up for tip-toeing through the lavender. And we were certainly not. We managed to drag our sweating bottoms into the cafe/shop and that is where the tour of the farm ended.
But this is what made the journey worthwhile. Lavender scones freshly baked served with homemade comquat and crabapple jam with Gippsland cream. Yum.
2 comments:
There are times when I dislike you intensely. I just look at that shit and get fat. You're still responsible for the best Vanilla Slice in the world blow out and don't you forget it!
I eat it and get fat :)
I have been thinking about those vanilla slices lately. Hoping someone will come and visit so we have an excuse to make the drive. heh
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