Traditions

[thirteenrocks]

One of my childhood memories was cinnamon rolls. Saterday night, mom would thaw out a loaf of bread. As it thawd, it rose. SHe then took it and stretched it out, into a long "snake" inside, she places cinnimon and surger, rolled it up into a tube,and cut into peices. Then she would place in a pan and let it rise again over night. It sat on the right hand of hte stove. she would place a kitchen towel over it. IN the morning, while we were at church,
she would bake them, and after church, we would have rolls.

I've started making them at my apt. They are quite easy to make, yet don't taste like mothers.