This is, in fact, about Cinammon Rolls.
Now, some of you may rightly be suspicious of my mad cooking skills.
And after the raw salami + fig debacle, you might be right. But this is about baking. And team, I can bake. I am notorious for making enormous messes, and leaving cupboards open.
And here, The Coz dropping butter (obviously haphazardly) into the frosting:
But the fact of the matter is that, nearly on a regular basis, I can churn out delicious, nutritritous treats. Ok, maybe nutritious is a bit of an over statement,
and yes, that is an entire box of powdered sugar. But if at 1:00am in the morning, The Mav, the Coz, and I can all sit down with a freshly baked cinn. roll, then my work here is done. And it's awesome. And I did it all with Boris and Doris traipsing all over the Florida Keys in the background.
Now that is why I have the sweetness. And now, so can you.