I made some sourdough cinnamon rolls today and they are very nice. I will give some to the septic guy when he comes here tomorrow to hopefully finally resolve our problems once and for all.
I was going to make a glaze and put it in a Ziploc bag to be applied as desired, but that was a big mess just getting it into the bag, so I went ahead and frosted them with it. They look very professional.
There is a truck stop on Interstate 25, Johnson's Corner, that has 'world famous' cinnamon rolls. They used to make them there, and they were giant, six inches across and then the waitress would pump about 3/4 cup glaze on each one when it was ordered. They tasted like homemade, and of course, they were bountiful. But then they got famous and the quality and size went down. They are still fairly large, so now the only people who rave about them are skinny folks who don't know any better and equate big with good flavor.
I am not just picking on skinny people - studies have been done that concluded fat people have more discerning taste buds and will not eat something they think is sub-tasty, whereas skinny people will eat food that isn't so good. Other studies showed that fat people will eat even when they aren't hungry and skinny people won't, so that's where some of the trouble starts.
There is another cinnamon roll place near here, up in Glen Haven, where they also make cinnamon rolls people rave about. I think they use some kind of mix and the dough is really yellow and cake-like. Maybe they even use frozen dough, or maybe the rolls are all made up and frozen in the pans. Heck, maybe they come from some bakery. They raise up plenty big so there again the skinny people are going out of their way to drive up there and buy them on a Sunday, but I've never been impressed.
Just north of Fort Collins is a place called Vern's that is supposed to have good rolls. I've never had them, but they have a reputation. It is on the way to Wyoming, but not the town in Wyoming where Honeybugg lives. There are only about 20 cities/towns in that state. Seriously. With lots of empty space in between. People live out in the middle of nowhere on big ranches and their kids hike a mile from the house to the road to wait for the school bus and then it's 40 miles to town one way. But I could get in my truck, drive 90 minutes, pick up Ms. Bugg, head west for about an hour, go south for about an hour and there would be Vern's. The Tour de Vern's. The other food there is also supposed to be good truck-stop type fare, catering mostly to hunters and tourists headed north toward Wyoming or west toward Cameron Pass via the Poudre River canyon.