Buns Quotes

“I have a sweet tooth and I am not ashamed. That's all there is to it. No need to mention donuts at all."
"How about buns?"
She looked back over her shoulder and caught him staring at her ass. She was wearing a tight black skirt for no other reason than she'd had a strange urge to feel sexy after Hassan shredded her the other day.
She gave a little wiggle before she walked into the restaurant and was rewarded with the sound of his sharp intake of breath.
"Layla?"
"Yes?" She turned in the doorway, caught a cheeky smile.
"I like sweet things, too.”
― Sara Desai, The Marriage Game

“Well honey, seems innocent enough to me. He came in and fell in love with your buns.”
― Lorena Bathey, Beatrice Munson

“I wonder if I should have Darjeeling tea?" West mused aloud. "No, perhaps something stronger... Ceylon or pekoe... and some of the little buns with the cream and jam... What were those, Kathleen?"
"Cornish splits."
"Ah. No wonder I like them. It sounds like something I once saw performed at a dance hall.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

“So this is what a black pepper pork bun really tastes like!"
The bun is flaky, and crispy, like a piecrust!
The juicy pork filling is seasoned with just enough black pepper to give it a good bite! All the minced green onion mixed in with it makes it even better!
The whole thing is overflowing with the mellow and meaty umami goodness of ground pork!
"IT'S SOOO GOOD!"
"Look! There it is! That's Soma Yukihira's booth!"
"Really? Interesting! Wasn't he one of the finalists in this year's Classic?"
"Hmm. This meat filling is way too weak as is. Juiciness, richness, umami... it's way short on all of those.
The bun itself is probably good enough. Maybe I should up the ratio of rib meat..."
"Yo. How're the test recipes going?
There are a whole lot of other exclusively Chinese seasonings you can try, y'know. Oyster sauce, Xo spicy seafood sauce and a whole mountain of spices.
I did a Dongpo Pork Bowl for the Classic, so I know all too well how deep that particular subject gets."
"Oh, right! Now I see it. Chinese "Ma-La" flavor is just another combination of spices!
Everything I learned about spices from my curry dish for the Prelims...
... I should be able to use in this too!
Thanks, Nikumi!"
"H-hey! Don't grab my hand like that!"
How about this?
Fresh-ground black pepper...
... and some mellow, fragrant sesame oil!
When you're making anything Chinese, you can't forget the five-spice powder. I'll also knead in some star anise to enhance the flavor of the pork!
Then add sliced green onions and finish by wrapping the mixture in the dough”
― Yuto Tsukuda, 食戟のソーマ 15 [Shokugeki no Souma 15]

“I sipped my hot, sweet, milky tea, feeling myself settle, center. I couldn't possibly stay in a state of high emotion, and there was a lot to get through in the next few days or weeks. Right this minute, I could enjoy this table in a bakery in a small English village. The place was clearing out, and the chelsea bun beckoned. It was a coil of pastry laced with currants and a hint of lemon zest, quite sweet. I gave it the attention it deserved, since a person couldn't be pigging out on pastries and eggs and bacon all the time. Not me, anyway. Unlike my slender mother, I was built of rounder stuff, and I hadn't been able to walk as much as was my habit.
In the meantime, the tea was excellent, served in a sturdy silver pot with a mug that didn't seem to match any other mug on the tables. The room smelled of yeast and coffee and cinnamon and the perfume of a woman who had walked by. Light classical music played quietly. From the kitchen came voices engaged in the production of all the goods in the case. A rich sense of well-being spread through me, and I realized that my leg didn't hurt at all.”
― Barbara O'Neal, The Art of Inheriting Secrets

“It wasn't that Nina didn't make equally tasty buns, but Zod, her rogue apprentice, had refined the dough to a featherlight brioche with a subtle tang. He filled the pockets not just with beef and onions, but peach jam, saffron rice pudding, smoked sturgeon, potatoes and dill, cabbage and caraway apples, duck confit and chopped orange peel, and, once, even a pearl that fell into the lemon custard when Nina's necklace snapped, beads hitting the counter like hailstones.”
― Donia Bijan, The Last Days of Café Leila

“Muffins, teacakes, tea rolls, morning rolls, batch rolls, stottie cakes, wigs, birdies, huffkins, oven-bottom muffins, baps and cobs... It says something about us as a race, doesn't it? (But, frankly, I'm not sure what.)
HORACE DAVIDSON, Ripon”
― Caroline Scott, Good Taste

“I'm sure you are aware of the history of the Crusaders bringing spices and dried fruits back to England. While these would have been luxuries at first, with the establishment of regular trade routes, spiced cakes would eventually become affordable treats for the common people, and were often associated with the festivals of the religious calendar. Spiced buns, marked with a cross, were being eaten on Good Friday in the fourteenth century, the origin of our Hot Cross Buns, and there are also many local peculiarities linking spices, currants and the church. Banbury cakes, baked for the town's St. Luke's Day fair, are made in an oval shape to signify the cradle of the baby Jesus...
REV. SAMUEL WAVERLEY, Banbury”
― Caroline Scott, Good Taste