On my way into work, I biked past countless jack-o-lantern graveyards. People lay the pumpkins down to rest on the edge of the street after they valiantly served their purpose last Wednesday night, flickering to light the porches and welcome hungry trick-or-treaters.
Some people paid the pumpkins very little respect, barely noticing as they molded or laughing as passing cars squashed them to pieces. Determined to properly appreciate these poor pumpkins, I decided to bake their departed cousins into a sweet treat to celebrate their lives, even after their deaths.
These simple yet elegant pumpkin scones honor the end of the Halloween season as well as prepare for the big Thanksgiving feasts to come. They even embody their deceased forefathers with their soft interiors and crisp sugary outsides. (They’re just as cute and irresistible too—I definitely couldn’t stop at just one!)