I made the dough yesterday evening, leaving the rising of the buns themselves to the cool night kitchen, while we slept. This morning I brushed them with egg wash and baked them. The Sunday apartment smells like cloves and cinnamon and allspice and mahlab (the latter, a last-minute idea).
The recipe is in the April chapter of 66 Square Feet - A Delicious Life, opposite the picture of the farmers market anemones. It is still far from anemone weather.
If you have the book, and make the buns, I found an omission, last night, the kind of thing that makes an author's blood run cold: one instruction went missing in the editing process. Add the spices to the flour. It's all there in the ingredients, but that sentence somehow got the chop. Shiver.
Still, I love these buns. Not too sweet, yet fragrant, and with that wonderful stickiness from the sugar-water glaze, applied as they are slid, singing hot from the oven.
Of course I do have the book (hooray for me), love the book ! & can't wait to try these buns - yum !
ReplyDeleteSounds excellent! Going to go look at my copy of your book right now and see what ingredients are needed. Is there any smell better coming out of a kitchen than freshly baked items? Well, maybe bacon...
ReplyDeleteBacon? warm bread? bacon? That is a hard one ... maybe both! Needed the buns this morning ... maybe Saturday ...
ReplyDeleteHope you are not freezing in Harlem.