The days have slowly been getting colder. The couches are now all strewn with blankets to snuggle under while watching TV and when she wakes me up at 5am to come under the doona (!!!), Lucy's feet a teeny tiny cute kitty ice blocks. Rather than feel depressed about the inevitable change of the seasons (winter sucks oh so so much), I have decided to approach the cold head-on by using a never-fail strategy: increasing my personal insulation by eating lots of baking.
Step one involves picking a recipe for delicious hot cross buns and then doubling the amount of sugar the recipe suggests to compensate for not putting in any fruit.
I did the usual knead, rise and rise thing but as you can see I was too lazy to pipe on the cross (it's just for show anyway!).
While they were baking, I went outside the house about fifteen times so I could walk back in and smell the delicious spicy aromas.
Look at how lovely and fluffy the insides of the buns are! They are super delicious, especially when toasted and smeared with lots and lots of butter. Winter definitely still sucks (and it would be nice if Lucy would stop waking me up ridiculously early every day) but freshly made hot cross buns definitely make the seasons passing just a little bit easier.