Two words you guys… Sticky. Buns… I mean honestly need I say more?
Here’s the deal – If you made me choose what my all time favourite baked good is – impossible as that decision would be to make – I would probably tell you it’s sticky buns. I love sticky buns, like a freaking LOOOVVVEEE sticky buns. Everything from the pillowy soft dough, to the cinnamon filling, to the sticky caramel glaze, and if you throw some pecans in there… game over baby, I will probably swallow it whole.
Yes, they are a complete mess to eat, (that is, if you are an animal like me and eat with your hands), and by the time I’m through attacking a sticky bun, I’m usually covered in sweet, sticky, caramelly goodness…. but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Blackberry season is glorious. I love it so much because we have wild blackberries everywhere here, so whenever I have a hankering for blackberries, I can always count on being able to pick a bunch with my own two hands.
Blackberry bushes have taken over the back roads that are just s short walk away from our house, so when Cole and I head out for our evening walks in August, we are sure to grab a big bowl to carry along with us to fill with those juicy purple beauties. We make a game out of who can pick the most blackberries, and end up coming home with a full bowl in a matter of twenty minutes.
Usually we enjoy a fresh juicy handful with some vanilla ice cream, and then I freeze the rest for future baking adventures. They are an especially exciting freezer find during the fall and winter months long after all of the fresh summer berries have disappeared.
*This post was sponsored by Vitamix & feedfeed. However, all opinions and stories are 100% my own.
This past weekend was a good one. I mean probably not in the way you are imagining. Like, I didn’t spend the weekend at Disneyland or go bungee jumping or take a kite-surfing lesson. Nothing extra cool like that; but I did manage to be uncharacteristically productive in the accomplishing tedious (but very necessary) tasks department.
For instance; I organized my pantry –something I have been meaning to do for weeks… (okay more like months); I vacuumed; Cleaned my office (so necessary); Retrieved a package from the post office; Purchased groceries for the week (like a proper adult); Forgot a couple of items at the grocery store, which I then returned to said grocery store to purchase; Went to the bank (am I the only person still doing this?); Did multiple loads of laundry (it got real); and I remembered to water the plants at my parents place while they are out of town.
You guys! Two recipe posts in one night… This might be a new record for me. Can I get a hell yeah!?
It’s the middle of the night and I am wide awake – which is SO unlike me. Truth be told, I am usually dozing off on the couch by 9:00pm (seriously). So the fact that I am still up right now is nothing short of a miracle and purely because I am just drunk with happiness from the events of this past evening.
Can we just talk about hot cross buns for a minute? Or like maybe five minutes because… hello – they are delicious! I mean anything that involves a warm soft, fluffy bun, studded with goodies & topped with a sweet glaze is right up my ally!
Also, Easter is right around the corner, which means baking fresh batches of hot cross buns on repeat until then is perfectly acceptable and therefore we should all take full advantage of this opportunity 😀
Okay so I know it’s been a long time coming for this recipe; but I really wanted to wait until the weekend to post this one. I always like to do epic breakfast posts on the weekend because I feel like this is when we all get a little bit inspired to bake things like homemade breads and buns, am I right? Because let’s be real – Who has time to deal with time consuming things like yeast during on a weekday morning?
That’s the beauty of weekends for me; I get to play in the kitchen. Admittedly I sometimes get a little carried away and end up baking enough to feed about 4 families for a week, but who’s really going to complain about having some extra baked goodies around the house? I know I sure ain’t. And then there are the times when I get a little carried away with my weekend breakfast baking adventures, and I proceed to bake up deliciousness that barely even qualifies as breakfast in any other way except for its name.