Easter is approaching! My first thought is yay....hot cross buns!! Until I remember I'm deathly opposed to the sultana, my arch-enemy. I love a hot cross bun, all that soft, pillowy, spicy goodness laden with butter. But then I'll bite into a sultana and feel my sunny world come crashing down. Why dried fruit? Whyyyy?
It also reminds me of the great Christmas Pudding Dilemma of 1992.
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