Blueberry scones

Mise En Place

One of the first things you learn in culinary school is how to Mise en place. It's French for "put in place". It makes sense to put everything in place it brings order. Shows you what you need in order to get to your goal. In this case my goal is to get my best friend Elizabeth to finally move in with me in Manhattan. She has been dating this asshole for about 2 years now and if you couldn't tell I don't like him. It was her first love so she was blinded by it to see that he was using her for her status. She was a very well known journalist for the LA Times. She is a hopeless romantic loves reading romance novels, watching romance movies, and even she watches... I can even say it ugh. The Bachelor. I can't believe we are friends honestly we are the complete opposite. But, hey I gotta love her... I guess. He saw her as the golden ticket to the life style that he wants but could never achieve the wanna be actor. So, my goal was to have her come for a short while and help be out at my bakery just so she can see how much life is better with out him so thats what im currently doing.

Ring...ring...ring...ring. "Hello?" She sounds stuffy like she's sick or something?

"Hey babes are you ok? You sound weird." There's a pause and some sniffs. She's been crying. "Babe, are you ok? You sound like you've been crying. And don't lie to me."

"Victor he um he cheated on me."

I saw red no one I mean no one hurts my best friend. I get up from my chair and start to pace around my living room. "What? When did this happen? Do you want me to go home and I'll beat the living shit out of him I'm shorter than you guys but I can definitely do it. I know some people down here that can make things happen to him. Hell. I know people over there that can do the worst things that you can ima-"

"Xo, no please I'm ok. No, I'm not but you don't need to do all of your crazy crap ok he not worth it." She has been crying for a while I can hear it in her voice.

"Move to Manhattan with me." I blurted out. What. I was angry it was the only thing I could thing of. I mean it was the whole reason I even called her today. I knew she was going to say no she has been saying no for the past six months.

"Ok." Well, I wasn't expecting that.

"Wait really. Your not gonna put up any resistance. You're really going to move in with me?" I hesitantly asked her. It was almost a whisper as if I had asked her louder she might have changed her mind.

"Yeah, I mean he's kinda kicking me out any ways cuz he wants to move in with Alexa." She told me slowly knowing whats about to come.

"WHAT THE FUCK LIZ WHY IS THAT THE LAST THING YOU TELL ME AND WHO THE FUCK IS ALEXA. WAIT IS IT THAT TWO CENT BITCH ASS WHORE FROM YOUR WORK!!!" I was fuming to say the least.

"First of all you dumb bitch ow my ear and secondly yes her but can we stop talking about that now I just want to move on and go with you please?"

"Ok sorry fine. For now. I know how you get so this will obviously come back to bite me in the ass. So I'll buy your ticket for tomorrow. Because if I know you, and I do, you already have everything packed up cuz you told me this last minute. Am I right?" I ask her as I sit at the island and start to buy her ticket.

"Yes." I can hear the eye roll from here.

"I knew it you whore. Ok I just just bought the ticket your leaving LAX to JFK at 4 so that should give you enough time to get everything settled so then we can put Him pass you. Ok"

"Yeah, thank you. I gotta go and finish then, love you Coffee bean." I smile at my nickname.

"Love you Honey Bee."