I’m reasonably sure you’ve all heard of The Pioneer Woman, and you also know that she has a cooking show on Food Network. I know this, and I don’t even have TV (and therefore, can never watch her show, which breaks my heart). I love the Pioneer Woman!
But anything that involves yeast, letting things rise, and zesting an orange peel also involves me spending more time in the kitchen than I’d like to. Still, I was tempted . . .
And . . . as I whacked open a can of Pillsbury’s Orange Sweet Rolls and popped them in the oven this morning for breakfast, My Cowboy says:
“You and the Pioneer Woman have so much in common, it’s scary!”
As I’m choking on my coffee, he continues:
“You both live with a Cowboy . . . on a cattle ranch.
You both have a Basset hound.
You both make homemade orange sweet rolls for breakfast.
You both write books.
You’re both bloggers.”
For the record, my “Basset hound” is really a beagle — he just sort of resembles a Basset in many ways. His name is Casey, the sweet little thing.
And did I mention that my Orange Sweet Rolls came from a can? Um, yeah . . .
I’m still laughing . . .
All the way to my sewing room!
Which means that I have this year’s Cowboy Boot stocking almost ready . . . so stay tuned.
And if you have the time, try that recipe . . . especially if you’re my neighbor — then you can run right over with a piping-hot pan of them to share!