For the past month or so, I've been feeling the need to make my Bubby's sweet rolls. Even though they're delicious, I've only made them a handful of times. Honestly, I have enough trouble finding a block of time to both prepare and bake cake batter (as opposed to mixing up cookie batter, refrigerating it, and baking it later) that making a dessert that needs to rise for an hour is nearly out of the question.
But I love sweet rolls, both the taste and the memories, and as this Rosh HaShana gets closer, the need to make them keeps getting stronger. I bought the raisins weeks ago, and today I finally made them. Yes, it's Erev Shabbos, but that's my day off, and Rosh HaShana is just over a week away at this point, so really, what choice do I have? The need to make sweet rolls has very nearly reached the compulsion stage, and they must be baked before Rosh HaShana. They must.
While I was making the sweet rolls, I tried to figure out why I had to make them now. All I could come up with was that I somehow associated raisins with Rosh HaShana, and sweet noodle kugel with raisins wasn't enough. Then it hit me. Of course. Rosh HaShana is my Bubby's yahrtzeit.
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