Cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, soft dried fruit: all flavours I’m looking forward to in the morning. We don’t really celebrate Easter in our house, but we’re happy to jump on any excuse to have hot cross buns for breakfast.
I don’t think there’s a sweet spice I don’t love. They’re all vaguely Christmassy, even when they come in Easter-shaped breads: full of warmth and holiday and magic. They add a depth to everything, making tastes rounder and fuller. And combined with soft, sweet bread and plump sultanas, there’s just no room for improvement.
The dilemma will be this: toasted and hot with puddles of melting butter, or soft and cool with fresh fruit? Both perhaps. Holidays are meant for indulgence, after all.
Monkey by Clive Wesley Dennis