(You can see the top of the bun above as part of a breakfast photo in my previous post about Mohonk Mountain House, about 1/4 of the way down the page.)
Next is what Andy brought home for me on Saturday morning: a cinnamon danish from Kingston’s very own Deising’s Bakery:
When I was in Sweden visiting cousins, one of the foods that stands out in my memory is the kanelbulle, which is the Swedish version of…wait for it…a cinnamon bun! I remember trying them once and getting hooked, unable to resist the call from the numerous cafes and bakeries as I wandered around Uppsala and Stockholm. Don’t expect the gooey, oversized pastry you’ll find here in the States, though: kanelbulle are much less sweet, letting the flavors of the cinnamon and cardamom(!) really take center stage. They are also generally smaller, and topped with pearl sugar (pärlsocker), which you might also know as nib sugar. I don’t have a photo of any bulle, nor have I yet made them myself (gotta get over that fear of failure thing!), but here’s a recipe I found from someone who sounds like she knows what she’s talking about.
The oven in our new apartment hasn’t been as cooperative as we would like, but I don’t want to let that scare me off too much from baking- I’ve found so many great new recipes recently! Perhaps one of my projects soon will be cinnamon related 🙂
“It seems to me that our three basic needs, for food and security and love, are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others. So it happens that when I write of hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it, and warmth and the love of it and the hunger for it… and then the warmth and richness and fine reality of hunger satisfied… and it is all one.” -M.F.K. Fisher