Magic In the Mouth
MMMM...
Swirls of alternating colors- brown and... light brown.
A spice that men would kill for a mere five-hundred years ago
combined with a sugary dough and frosting, baked into a sticky, spicy, SENSATIONAL
delight.
Praise the Great Spirt in his wisdom for blessing us with Cinnamon Buns!
Copyright © Geoffery Mchugh | Year Posted 2009
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