I tried a different (quick) cinnamon roll recipe today. These ones came out icky: too sweet, and the texture is more like wonder bread than pastry. I should know better: quick breads are never as good as yeasted ones. Also, I thought 425 degrees seemed a little high, and I was right--they're crunchy on the outside and a bit raw on the inside.
Ah well. Now I know.
And now I have to write. And try to convince myself that no matter how funny I find it to have my protag wandering around the Montreal in a t-shirt that reads Property ECS NORWAY, Not to be Taken Away, it's probably too self-indulgent to get past my editor.
Ah well. It's my book, and I'll cookie who I want to.