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Which Cinnamon Roll?



I have a guilty secret. Every saturday evening, I trek down to Bandra to buy Cinnamon Rolls at Theobroma. Soft, bready, filled with sugar and cinnamon and raisins, they are my gold standard of cinnamon rolls. But the problem is that Bandra is an hour's drive away and most of the time, Theobroma has sold all it's cinnamon rolls by the time I get there.

Then Cinnabon opened and I thought : great! these guys will never run out of cinnamon rolls. Except I tried it once and thought it was horrible - the center was cakey, and the frosting too thick and too sweet.

Finally, I decided to make my own cinnamon rolls. I turned to pioneer woman, and found rolls so easy to make and so good I never need to go to Theobroma again. Pioneer Woman's recipe makes a lot of rolls, so I divided it by a 6th. I stuck pretty close to whatever she suggests apart from this one change.

My frosting isn't as interesting though - its just a mix of sugar, vanilla and milk - I eyeballed the quantities to give me a runny yet thick paste and poured it on the rolls.

Now why are you still here. You probably have all the ingredients you need at home. Just go make these and give them out to friends - you just might become the most popular person in town tomorrow.
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Unknown said…
Another PW recipe.. Yumm!! You are picking great winners. Looks delicious, better than Cinnabon for sure.
July 19, 2010 at 11:35 PM
Kalyan Karmakar said…
Sad to hear about Cinnabon. It had saved us on a crazy night at Dubai. I was really excited when I saw them open a shop in front of our house at bandra. We now live up the street. I went in once and it looked a bit bleak to me. Your post proved my misgivings right. So can you bring some of your cinnamon rolls next time you come this side. I can offer some Davidoff instant coffee :)
July 20, 2010 at 1:24 AM
notyet100 said…
wow this looks so delicious,.
July 20, 2010 at 7:10 AM
chef and her kitchen said…
hmmm..thats a very good attempt dear...They look sinful
July 20, 2010 at 10:44 AM
CurryLeaf said…
I too visit PW.I have heard about theobroma but never stepped inside or anywhere in Bombay.Looks Yum
July 20, 2010 at 8:37 PM
Poonam said…
looking good!! iv been eyeing these ever since i saw them on PW,, guess even i shud give them a shot!
July 21, 2010 at 1:20 PM
Bharti said…
I can almost smell it out here! Howz it going Simran, long time.
July 23, 2010 at 3:29 AM
Anonymous said…
I love cinnamon rolls and the smell just makes me go weak in the knees! Love it!
July 29, 2010 at 10:06 PM
Unknown said…
Hey Simran,

Hw r u. I wld luv if u cld shar
ur recipe of these rolls. U cld mail me at spinks82@gmail.com

Pinky
July 31, 2010 at 11:36 PM
Aparna Balasubramanian said…
Why do you want to drive me away from here? :)
I do have all the ingredients but never have made a cinnamon roll to date! I really should now.
August 1, 2010 at 7:47 AM
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