Buns, buns, buns
Easter is around the corner and for me, that means three things, hay fever, a package from home, and hot cross buns. Hay fever is tedious so instead, I want to share my ups or lack thereof when it comes to hot cross buns. I discovered hot cross buns when I moved to the UK, and from what I've heard they seem to be pretty typical and traditional. That is one seasonal tradition I'm fully on board with! I like mine cut in half and toasted with a bit of butter. The smell of toasted hot cross buns, with the butter melting and a cup of tea...gorgeous! Being in lockdown and not having loads to do, I thought I would give them a go a couple weeks ago. A bit of a disaster really. They smelled amazing while they were in the oven, had the hollow sound when tapping the bottom; but to say they were dense is not doing the situation justice. We toasted and buttered them; the butter pooled on top, it was so dense it could not seep into the bun! I had two hypotheses for that, first was that it...