This blog is turning into a baking blog. How did that happen? I have been crafting, just not… finishing…
I made hot cross buns! Or as I now like to call them, Crot Boss Huns. Using a recipe from Ladies, A Plate, this endeavour took me approximately four hours, got me into trouble once again with a piping bag, gave me time to make Ginger Gems (also from aforementioned recipe book) and taught our household a valuable lesson:
The unidentified spice in the jar is not mixed spice. It’s ground cloves.
So the buns are not as dynamically flavoured as they could be, but boy, are they pretty:
I have realised how ludicrously sweet store-bought ones are. These have only a small amount of sugar, and just a bit of sticky in their glaze. They’re not too spicy either, although that may be something to do with the jar of ‘is it or isn’t it Mixed Spice?’. They’re very fruity, very light, and oh, I wish my oven was better. They are probably under cooked, but as you can see their tops were well and truly done. They sank a little as they cooled. I died a little.
But while they rose on the front porch, I made these:
The gems disappeared pretty quickly (I am largely to blame). Somehow, I doubt anyone will be making any dinner tonight.
I’m hoping that, like the shop boughts, I might be able to jazz these up tomorrow morning in the oven for breakfast. The recipe made 25. There’ll be some left, won’t there…?
Nom nom nom.
*This post has refused to format. I am in no mood to sit here trying to fix that. There are Crot Boss Huns to be eaten.