white chocolate pistachio coconut scones

As the years go by, mom gives up a little more of her kitchen for us to use. When we were children, it was her space - no one helped cook, although we happily ate up all the delicious foods that left the kitchen and made it to the dining table. Besides the occasional cookie baking, the kitchen was a foreign area of the house. Every now and then she would let us stir the pots, but my left-handedness made my mom irrationally wary of my presence around such things. As we got older though, she had us start to do more, especially when things got busy. Like Thanksgiving.

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