Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Bunny Rolls

Photo credit: Donna Currie, the mind, whisk, and spatula behind Cookistry. com

Like wine diluted by water in a Greek wine vessel (why is it that museums never use the word "cup?") the bunny-roll-baking gene has been diluted by successive generations of women in my family. My great-grandmother's looked like hares. Actually had discernable ears. My grandmother's slightly less so. In my mother's, basically the bunny idea was implied.

In mine, it's like the joke about how first generation immigrants are farmers, second generation are lawyers and doctors and third generation are snowboarders and performance artists.