I walked by this sign before being highly recommended to go, The Scone Witch somehow flew over my sandwich pun detector.
Using fluffy handmade scones for all of their sconewitches, I settled into a breakfast sconewitch of ham, egg, and cheese. I was warned that they did not offer sweet scones for the sandwich option, only savoury, and for a coven of witches, you would think they would think outside the box.
Nevertheless, A hot, fancy plate arrived in due time stacked higher than wide, hollowing out the centre of the scone to fill in the breakfast items.
The purist in me really questions the validity of this so-called sandwich. While a toad in the hole style presentation is still a sandwich, the flakiness of the scone makes it impossible to eat without utensils, pushing it further into the realm of a quiche.
I never got to go back, but I would try one of their lunch options to see how they handle the tuna option.
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