It happened! I did it! I finally did it! After 25 years I baked a cinnamon roll worthy to swim through shark-infested waters for. A cinnamon roll for which any red-blooded American man would marry for. I have insured my own husband's love for me forever. Praise be to the Relief Society Enrichment Activities and Dona - the prima donna of all culinary arts. Last night, Dona did it - she wove her magic and somehow this magic dust settled on me and I did it this morning. Before anyone else was up I began my attempt. I had planned to time it so Neil would get one before he had to leave for school. That didn't happen and I'm afraid he'll be in torture all day until he can get home and have one. I told him they would be so good he could be late and take one to his teacher and all would be forgiven. They mound up in the center and everything. What? You couldn't be there last night? No worries - recipe included on a side bar (the bottom one, actually).
