What Happened to that Pan of Cinnamon Rolls?

So, last Friday, in preparation for the Breakfast Feed with the Varsity basketball players, I made a batch of homemade cinnamon rolls. My finest! They looked worth photographing.

I set the pans of delicious cinnamon rolls to cool on the kitchen counter. My husband and I went out for dinner.

When we returned, one pan was on the kitchen floor, licked clean.

The likely culprit, who didn’t even have the decency to look guilty, never had a stomachache or any of those unpleasant digestive issues that can go along with stealing an entire pan of cinnamon rolls.

What really burned me is that when I went to the store, early Saturday morning, I found cinnamon rolls in the bakery that were even better looking and tasting (and not very expensive!) than the ones I had made.

Why do I make life harder than it needs to be???

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.

Comments

  1. Lily Ann says:

    wow, kudos for even making them in the first place. I only thought they came out of a can!