I love my brother and baking. He loves cinnamon rolls and eating them. So the perfect win-win is to make warm, gooey cinnamon bull’s eyes, right? Of course right. (+5 x 10^6 bonus points if you caught the reference.) Also, instead of serving with the usual rich/cloyingly sweet cream cheese icing, I opted for a lighter whipped up cream with a little maple blush.
I would write some lengthy, cutesy intro to this recipe to charm your inner happy animal into poking its head out of its home this afternoon, but it is to my great disappointment to inform you that I have a quiz in my pharmacology class this evening, and being that I tend to put off things that seem far off until they’ve attained quite the opposite state of being far off, there is an alarming little stack off notes that are rather impatiently demanding my attention, as well as a clock that keeps stubbornly marching onward while I pretend to ignore its insolence, so it is best that I leave you with this pitifully unadorned and unintroduced recipe that I ventured upon yesterday evening for an early celebration of my father’s birthday.