New Year's in Twin Falls with the whole family. Kyle is home. Actually physically present in Idaho for the first time in two years, standing in Mom and Dad's living room in Twin Falls, looking simultaneously like the little brother who used to eat paste and the Army sergeant who has seen things he doesn't talk about. He's thinner. Older. Quieter in a way that's different from his usual quiet — this is a trained quiet, a watchful quiet, the quiet of someone who has learned to listen for danger in every sound.
Maria, his wife, is warm and German and speaks English with an accent that makes everything sound more interesting. Lukas, their son, is eleven months old and determined to walk, pulling up on every available surface and falling over with the dogged persistence of a very small mountaineer. Lily declared Lukas "my baby" and tried to pick him up, which resulted in both children on the floor, one laughing (Lukas) and one indignant (Lily).
All four Dawson kids in one house. Brett in his wheelchair, Heather with her curly hair, Kyle with his German wife, and the ghost of the ranch that raised us hovering over every conversation. Mom cooked for days — roast beef, mashed potatoes, cinnamon rolls, three kinds of pie. The kitchen was small and hot and crowded and absolutely perfect. Dad sat in his recliner and looked at his family and said almost nothing, which from Gary is a symphony.
On New Year's Eve, Brett, Kyle, and I sat on Mom and Dad's porch in the cold — actual cold, Twin Falls cold, the kind that hurts your lungs — and drank beer and talked. Not about anything deep. About football. About the weather. About whether Mom's pie was better this year or last year (this year, we agreed, though we'd never tell her because Diane does not need validation). We sat in the dark and our breath made clouds and the stars were thick and close — country stars, not city stars, the kind you only see when there's nothing between you and the sky — and I thought: this is home. Not the house. Not the town. These people. This porch. This cold. These stars. This is the fixed point. Everything else can change, has changed, and this remains.
At midnight, Dad popped a bottle of sparkling cider (not champagne — Gary Dawson does not trust champagne). We toasted. Kyle held Lukas. Maria held Kyle's arm. Brett held Claire's hand. Mom held Dad's. I held a glass and a hope and the feeling of being surrounded and the knowledge that this is the beginning — not just of a new year, but of the life I'm building. The one that starts after cancer. The one that starts after Scott. The one that starts now.
Mom’s cinnamon rolls were the smell that filled the whole house on New Year’s morning — the thing that said everyone is here, everyone is safe, and we are, right now, exactly where we’re supposed to be. I can’t replicate her rolls exactly (she’d never give me the full recipe anyway — that’s a Diane Dawson power move), but when I got home to my own kitchen, I needed to make something that tasted like that porch, those stars, that midnight toast. These cinnamon chip scones are my answer: faster than a yeasted roll, tender and warm all the way through, and full of that same cinnamon-sweet pull that means beginning.
Cinnamon Chip Scones
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 18 minutes | Total Time: 33 minutes | Servings: 8 scones
Ingredients
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1/3 cup granulated sugar
- 1 tablespoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/2 cup (1 stick) cold unsalted butter, cut into small cubes
- 3/4 cup cinnamon chips
- 1/2 cup cold heavy cream, plus 2 tablespoons for brushing
- 1 large egg, cold
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1/2 cup powdered sugar (for glaze)
- 2–3 tablespoons milk (for glaze)
- 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon (for glaze)
Instructions
- Preheat and prep. Preheat your oven to 400°F. Line a large baking sheet with parchment paper and set aside.
- Mix dry ingredients. In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, and cinnamon until well combined.
- Cut in the butter. Add the cold butter cubes to the flour mixture. Using a pastry cutter or your fingertips, work the butter into the flour until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs with some pea-sized pieces remaining — this is what makes scones flaky, so don’t overwork it.
- Add the cinnamon chips. Stir in the cinnamon chips until evenly distributed.
- Add the wet ingredients. In a small bowl or measuring cup, whisk together the 1/2 cup heavy cream, egg, and vanilla. Pour over the flour mixture and stir gently with a fork just until the dough comes together — it will look shaggy, and that’s exactly right.
- Shape the dough. Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface and gently pat into a circle about 7 inches in diameter and 1 inch thick. Cut into 8 wedges like a pizza.
- Brush and bake. Transfer wedges to the prepared baking sheet, spacing them about 2 inches apart. Brush the tops with the remaining 2 tablespoons of cold heavy cream. Bake for 16–18 minutes, until the tops are lightly golden and the edges are set.
- Make the glaze. While scones cool for 5 minutes, whisk together the powdered sugar, milk, and cinnamon until smooth and pourable. Add milk one teaspoon at a time until you reach a drizzle consistency.
- Glaze and serve. Drizzle glaze over the warm scones and serve immediately. These are best the day they’re made — warm, on a good morning, with people you love nearby.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 390 | Protein: 5g | Fat: 19g | Carbs: 51g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 220mg