Yesterday I was mixing dough in my mixer and Nathan was teasing me about something. I laughed and told him he had better be nice to me because I was making him cinnamon rolls.
He stopped and his eyes got big and incredulous. "You're making cinnamon rolls? Wow... For real? Why?"
"Just for you. Because I love you so much."
"Mmmmm... Wait... you're testing a recipe, aren't you?"
Well, he was right. But I can still say they're for him.
I'm not sure if I can call it an actual, you know, recipe, because I just kind of dumped stuff together and didn't write it down. I really wanted to try making sourdough cinnamon rolls. I've only made naturally yeasted loaf bread before. I've never tried harnessing my yeasty friends for specialty breads, so I wasn't sure about timing and control of the risings.
But I have to say, it worked great! The rise was fantastic. You wouldn't think that sourdough would be a first choice for cinnamon rolls, but these things are super sweet. I think I really love the flavor and slight tangyness of the bread against all the cinnamon and sugar and butter and the maple-rum icing.
Yum. Now to think about supper. Or not. Why can't we just live on cinnamon rolls?