Sticky Sticky Buns

This is something I've been wanting to make for a long time but never really got to it. Then yesterday when I was at the deli, I spotted fresh yeast and thought to myself.... its time to make sticky buns.



I surfed through some recipes and found this one which sounded pretty good and looked Delicious! Thanks, Elise.

It brought back memories of when my as-greedy-as-me friend L and myself used to head down to Guthrie House to stuff ourselves with their oh sooo yummy sticky buns.



The recipe on Elise's blog is very detailed and I followed it pretty much to a tee, which explains why our photos look very similar. The only deviation I made from her recipe is changing pecans to walnuts ,cinnamon to all spice and reduce sugar in both the topping and filling recipe.

I changed the two ingredients because it was what I had in my pantry, which has been dwindling due to the impending big move back to Singapore in September. I've stopped buying dry goods and I only allow myself fresh meats, veges, fruits and dairy.

Which has proven to be good training in being creative with what I have in trying to finish off everything.



Back to the sticky buns... this was the first time my kitchenaid ever grumbled about the workload I gave it. It was pretty heated up by the time the dough reached the consistency I wanted, which got me abit worried but after it rested for a little while, it was fine.



As per the recipe, after rolling, the buns had a rest in the fridge overnight. You wouldn't believe the number of times I opened the fridge just to have a look at them. I couldn't wait to bake them and get my hands all sticky.

The next morning....
They were baked and the sweet aroma of the butter and spices filled my apartment.



It was delectable but on hindsight I should have used all the sugar specified in the recipe. This sweet treat needed it if not it would not be true to its sweet self.



By the way, after having two of them, I did exercise... out of guilt, I vacuumed the whole apartment, did the laundry and ironed. After all that, I thought I deserved a treat and had another.