Believe it or not, I don’t spend my entire day looking at pictures of food, making food, and eating food, although I know sometimes it appears that way. My 9-5 weekday hours are instead spent working as a product manager at a software company.
I’ve never been a huge hot cross bun fan. I don’t dislike them at all, but I don’t ever find myself thinking: “You know what I could really go for right now? A hot cross bun!” Regardless, I enjoy them well enough, and I eat them every year when Easter rolls around. However, after making these, my flippant attitude towards these under appreciated buns has changed forever.
More than 6 years ago, I put my name on the waitlist for a plot at my local community garden. I had just about forgotten that I was even on the list, when I received an email a few weeks ago with the subject line: “Plot #38 available”. The wait was finally over!
Last summer, I desperately wanted to buy myself an ice cream maker. Not one of the ones that requires pre-freezing a bowl (who has room in their freezer for that?), but one that you can just plug in and leave to let the magic happen.
