Easter

Every time Easter comes along, I remember when I was in Australia eating a hot cross bun, toasted in the oven so that it had a crispy crust and soft on the inside. And I smothered each bite-sized chunks with yummy butter, which immediately melted.

That was more than 10 years ago. And we don’t have hot cross buns here in KL (in hotels they do but they have raisins/sultanas which I don’t eat). So, it’s been THAT long since I had a hot cross bun and yet I still crave for it.