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Cinnamon Roll Saga

How is it that sugary goo tangled arm-in-arm with sunshiny-yellow butter morphs into a creation that snaps our tastebuds into smiling salute, but at the same moment prompts our doctors to caution, “Watch it now, Easy does it.”? Ah, life. Incredibly wonderful, yet patently unfair as regards the consumption of such things that at their origin told of golden-grain fields, herds of glossy girl cows, cackling hens, and not to forget the standing forest of trees whose bark yields the aromatic twirled spice that is basic to a notable cinnamon roll.

DSC_0347For some time now I have observed the practice of foregoing the creation of these and similarly cautionary delectables until Jerry and I have company . . .or some analogous festive occasion that might beg for such formation. Through the years I have tweaked recipes until I have settled on a basic yeast roll, and in so doing, have wondered if said dough could serve as foundation for a master cinnamon roll. The problem lay in the fact that while reserving such for guests, I also have an aversion to test-driving on company. (What’s a girl to do?) So, a couple of days before Independence Day I announced to a few persons of interest that on that day–this special holiday–I would conduct a cinnamon roll test-run. Perfect!

DSC_0352DSC_0353About mid-morning Rebecca called saying her earlier plans had dissolved, and she’d be up for a visit. I smiled, told her of the cinnamon roll experiment, and what time we would be eating.

“I’ll be up to help you judge, Mom.”

I had told Jerry we would have one for breakfast, but although I was up at 5:30 to get them started, things happened, and we wound up eating a regular breakfast, holding the thought that the rolls would be great for a coffee break. Or dessert for our big meal if worse came to worse.

DSC_0355We would eat at 3:00. Jerry grilled brats. I fried potatoes, made a salad, and Rebecca put together a green bean casserole, using Mozzarella I had in the fridge instead of the Swiss she needed. Saved a market run.

We dined on the back deck, and well before we had cleared the table after eating the tasty food, I announced there would be no interval between dinner and dessert. Too eager. We made coffee, I plated the huge rolls, and carried them out. They were soft and gooey. . . And! perfect.

DSC_0358DSC_0359DSC_0364Rebecca decided against taking any home with her. I wrapped two, placed them in the freezer, and placed one on a dish, covered it with a glass dome and placed it inside the oven.  Should stay fresh like that and Jerry would have it the next day for a snack, I was sure.

DSC_0371I believe it was around  8:00  in the evening when I detected movement in the kitchen, and as I watched a gentleman moved from said area, a well-filled plate in his hand. Jerry grinned.

“Where did you get that cinnamon roll?” I asked.

“In the freezer.”

Well, here we are on July 5th, and this nice cinnamon roll  I saved for Jerry is still available. I suspect in a couple of hours, though, that it will not remain in such fine form; rather it will have become a sweet, gooey memory, and its origin of flora and fauna will be a forgotten speck of the ages.

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The Day!

I’m ahead of Independence Day a few hours, but because I am so in love with my country, and because I appreciate living here so much, and because I so enjoy this video, I am posting now. Tears streaked my face as I listened to this magnificent music and gazed at the images of our countryside, the flag, the cities, the courage, the honesty of our sterling people.

Live well! Eat hot dogs! Love America! Love your family! Shoot Roman candles and light sparklers and bang firecrackers! Sing, shout, rejoice! It’s Independence Day…here…here in America, the greatest country on God’s earth!

Listen to speeches! Honor the military! Wave flags! Eat from red plates with blue spoons and white forks! Slurp red watermelon and white ice cream and blueberry pie! Barbecue in the back yard, drink lemonade and diet Coke and strong coffee in the evening! Watch a marching band at the village parade and cheer for the babies on tricycles and the old men in vintage cars! Clap when the firemen come by on the red truck and when the policeman struts along and when the mayor waves!

When THE FLAG passes by, stand up, remove hats, slap hands over hearts, and if you have the chance, sing loudly God Bless America or the Star Spangled Banner, or

My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring!

My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

Our fathers’ God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom’s holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.

It’s Independence Day in the United States of America! Glad to be here! Glad you’ve joined me. Hope your holiday is tops–blessed and safe!

Republish from July 4, 2008 S. J. Buxton

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I Love America

I’m ahead of Independence Day a few hours, but because I am so in love with my country, and because I appreciate living here so much, and because I so enjoy this video, I am posting now. Tears streaked my face as I listened to this magnificent music and gazed at the images of our countryside, the flag, the cities, the courage, the honesty of our sterling people.

Live well! Eat hot dogs! Love America! Love your family! Shoot Roman candles and light sparklers and bang firecrackers! Sing, shout, rejoice! It’s Independence Day…here…here in America, the greatest country on God’s earth!

Listen to speeches! Honor the military! Wave flags! Eat from red plates with blue spoons and white forks! Slurp red watermelon and white ice cream and blueberry pie! Barbecue in the back yard, drink lemonade and diet Coke and strong coffee in the evening! Watch a marching band at the village parade and cheer for the babies on tricycles and the old men in vintage cars! Clap when the firemen come by on the red truck and when the policeman struts along and when the mayor waves!

When THE FLAG passes by, stand up, remove hats, slap hands over hearts, and if you have the chance, sing loudly God Bless America or the Star Spangled Banner, or

My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring!

My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

Our fathers’ God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom’s holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.

It’s Independence Day in the United States of America! Glad to be here! Glad you’ve joined me. Hope your holiday is tops–blessed and safe!