Remember those cinnamon rolls I mentioned the other day?
I made the dough and let it rise. I punched it down and put it in the freezer. I took it out and stuck it in a suitcase (YES you read it right) and it went to St. Louis (checked bags). I then let it continue defrosting in my Mom’s refrigerator. I took it out, formed the rolls, let them rise all night, and baked them the next day. Perfection. As I always say “yum scrum”…
Easy as pie. Don’t let them intimidate you. Nothing to it.
I will let you guess the secret ingredient, though.. C’mon, go ahead and try.
I whipped up more dough the other night, it’s in the freezer, and I will repeat the above to make the rolls for my Mom’s surprise (SHHHHH!) 83rd birthday celebration in St Louis this weekend.
So ignore the clutter in these pictures – remember -I was making them at my Mom’s new apartment and so it was sort of strange not having a real kitchen. In fact, (funny story alert), I went to bake something in the oven the day before and the oven would NOT turn on. The stupid thing was unplugged (never had been used). So I had to pull the oven out from the wall, crawl behind it, plug it in, and then hit the breaker. AND then – no knobs. Yes, you read that right. I was about to rip my hair out. So I used a pliers to turn the oven to “ON” (electric oven). And then I used the pliers again to “guess” at the right temperature. And they turned out fine. Mom got a new oven after I left to come back home.. LOL.
Don’t forget to guess the secret ingredient!!