Wow. What a fun night that was. Games AND discovering a new tasty treat. Mom brought them out to have with soup and homous, neither of which were very interesting to me. But the buns. Let me tell you. They were soft and sweet and fluffy. And not in a dry way. In an "I need to gobble this all up right now" way. When I thought no one was looking , I quickly grabbed one...
Everyone was so surprised they didn't take it away from me. Well...until I had eaten half of it. There was talk of me getting sick or something. I don't know. I wasn't listening. Just trying to figure out how to get my bun back.
So, now, every time mom and dad bring home Portuguese buns, I get one. Not all at once, mind you. But over the course of a few days, I get my very own bun.
Here's how it goes...
1. A bowl of buns are placed in front of me and I get to choose the one I want. (Not as easy as it sounds. I have fine-tuned my bun-choosing skills to pick out the biggest and best)
2. Quickly eat as much as I can before it gets taken away.
3. Ensure my bun gets wrapped up tight so it doesn't get dry. It's also important to have my bun labeled so there is absolutely no confusion as to who it belongs to.
My bun fix has been filled and I'm off to sleep happily knowing there is plenty more for tomorrow :)







