The best bun recipe ever!
Every Saturday morning my foster mother would wake up earlier than any farmer I know and bake either bread or buns. When I smell fresh buns I can still hear AM 1250 playing on the radio and her mixer in the kitchen…
Every Saturday morning my foster mother would wake up earlier than any farmer I know and bake either bread or buns. When I smell fresh buns I can still hear AM 1250 playing on the radio and her mixer in the kitchen…
Today’s recipe goes hand in hand with the recipe I posted yesterday. Heina sup? (chicken noodle soup) was the one dish that growing up we knew was always going to be consistent (my foster mother tended to switch up her recipes a lot). …
So as this is my first blog post, I thought, what better recipe to start off with, than the meal that started it all (well, part of the meal anyway). Egg noodles, or kielke as the Mennonites call it. Though I was…