Yesterday evening Henrik made Rosinboller. We buy these all the time at the supermarket (they remind me of a British hot cross bun, but with cardamom in) but they were something else homemade. Oh my god, they are good! Now, the kitchen is normally my domain and I could not quite leave Henrik to bake in peace, I tormented him for the whole time he baked, wound him up, tickled him until he became really cross and threw me out of the kitchen! What's that all about?
You are used to having the kitchen to yourself and you did'nt want Henrik in there!! Im the same!
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