The house was filled with the scent of spices.
The breadmaker was filled with sticky, oozy bread dough. Note to self: next time, DO NOT leave the house while the dough is rising. It overflowed the breadpan and oozed down the insides. Oh well, they were worth the cleaning required!
Friends joined us for our Good Friday simple communion time.
I didn't bother with the proper crosses. Instead, those who wanted to used an icing pen to draw a cross on top.
I so love hot cross buns. I love the spicy, fruity, sweet taste. But I also love the symbolism and recognition of what Easter is about. Next year I might get Munchkin to make them with me.
Amy
1 comment:
Oh Amy you did better than I did this year - I bought one packet a while ago - I am getting slack in my old age :-) My excuse is that there are not enough folk around to eat them before they go stale, and I am sticking to it!
Love and blessings
M
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