First, flour ended up everywhere. On the table, on the floor, on my T-shirt, and I think even on my nose 🙈 Then I got so carried away kneading the dough that I almost dropped the spoon into the bowl with it. Luckily, I noticed in time 😄

And the funniest thing happened when I put the buns in the oven. I looked at them proudly and decided that now I could calmly go about my business. A few minutes later, I smelled such a wonderful aroma that I immediately ran back to the kitchen... and discovered that one bun had somehow escaped from the baking sheet and was almost to the edge 😂

In the end, everything turned out well: the kitchen suffered a bit, and I was covered in flour, too, but the buns turned out soft, golden brown, and so fragrant that it was simply impossible to resist ❤️🥐

I guess it's these little moments that I love mornings at home. Even if it means spending another half hour cleaning the kitchen afterwards 😄☕🌸