I think that making hot cross buns would be nice. An Easter thing to do. I am a bit short of Easter traditions, apart from the obvious chocolate eggs. Apparently other people make Easter trees out of sticks and things but I am late to the party and out of twigs. Hot Cross buns would fill the kitchen with the gorgeous smell of baking. I imagine a future in which my son tells people; “My Mother used to make the most delicious hot cross buns at Easter”. That, in my eyes, is a validation of good parenting.
I love hot cross buns. Tradition says they are eaten on Good Friday. The supermarkets prepare for good Friday in January, keen to spin out a tradition to suit sales. Baked in store and on special offer. I am a sucker for a special offer.
Each week I buy packet after packet. I eat them for breakfast, for afternoon tea. Sometimes in the evening with a hot chocolate. They make a good pudding. A quick-lunch. Food for every occasion. In my world.
The sticky sweetness and the big fat bits of fruit. The child of a tea cake. Softer and smaller. The weird cousin of Hot Cross buns is M&S chocolate ones. I spend a long time wondering if they might be nice. I am not sure, and I am a big chocolate fan. I even go to look at them. The perfect hot cross bun should be lightly toasted and covered in loads of “slutty” butter. Chocolate hot cross buns are slutty without the butter. Chocolate and butter is too gratuitous. I leave without purchasing. At Waitrose Heston puts Earl Grey and mandarin in his. The bun equivalent of a smelly aged Uncle. Sorry Heston, rejected.
I am a traditional soul. Happy with my fruited buns. Happy to spend time emptying charred bits of fruit from the bottom of the toaster because it has shorted. The side effects of hot cross bun consumption.
Next week they will be ‘over’ for another year. Still there but on a low shelf, packets of 6, less the special offers.
Nigella has a recipe (of course she has). Nigella makes her own. Whilst licking her lips. It requires a list of ingredients I don’t have and proving over night. Bloody hell Nigella! I tot up the cost and compare it to the two packets for a £1 and buy four packets. At home I drop the shopping bags on the floor, flick on the kettle and straight into the toaster with a bun. Three minutes effort.
In the future I imagine my son telling people; “My mum and me used to cosy on the sofa and share hot cross buns”. That makes for a nice memory. I love hot cross buns.
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