Ever thought that cooking is like telling a story. You see, the flavors have powers that can magically bring you back to a place or time in your life. Isn’t that interesting? Simply by creating a dish, you can imprint on your children’s minds the feeling of waking up Easter morning to baskets and flowers and bunnies. So simple.
Yesterday, I was caught between the urge to go running and creating something special. I went to my trusty Barefoot Contessa Books and found a recipe for sticky buns that uses Pepperidge Farm pastry dough (something I keep on hand for quick apple tarts). This stuff has saved my day for years.
I went for my run in the woods, came home, and whipped these up in ten minutes:
If only writing was so easy.