Easter Eve

Well, tomorrow is Good Friday. For me this stirs up memories of every year making hot cross buns from scratch (Alison Holst recipe), Mum dividing the dough into 3 equal portions so my brother and sister and I could pound the yeast into submission. Jesus of Nazareth would always screen around noon on TV1, and just as I would be really freaking out watching what Jesus had to go through, Mum would announce the buns were out of the oven. So I have come to associate the suffering of Jesus with the goodness of something hot and buttered. Probably not what was intended.

I have to work in the morning so there won't be time to double rise the dough for hot cross buns. Instead I am going to make date scones - thanks to Matt's family bringing me gorgeous Tesco's omiyage and my Mum sending me a huge box of yummies including muscovado sugar! It is all prepped and on the bench (along with the coffee mugs) so I can whack a batch in the oven while still half-asleep tomorrow morning.

I'm planning to make a couple of batches of hot cross buns over the weekend. I wonder if my local video shop has a copy of Jesus of Nazareth...