It is official. Mark this date on your calendars. No, it has nothing to do with being a pseudo-holiday wherein people eat boiled food, get drunk on beer and green food coloring, or go around pinching strangers based on their unfortunate wardrobe choices. (I mean, do we need a holiday for that? I like going around and pinching strangers for their unfortunate wardrobe choices pretty much every day. It’s great fun.)
No, the momentous occasion is not St. Paddy’s day. (Side note: It’s Paddy, not Patty. Patty is a woman’s name. Paddy is the Irish nickname for Patrick.) No, March 17, 2011 is the day on which I made the absolutely PERFECT caramel pecan sticky rolls completely from scratch.
And once again, I am reminded how desperately I need to buy some white plates on which to do my food photography. These celery green plates make everything look orange.
The color of my plates not withstanding, these caramel pecan sticky rolls were/are beyond awesome. And I still have 12 left. Soon to be 11. Or possibly 10. Light, flaky, crusty with caramel in the corners, and then sprinkled ever-so-lightly with sea salt for that salted caramel awesomeness.
Yeah, I think I’m going to have to make these one more time just to be sure. But only after I go to Kohl’s and buy some new white plates. And a few pair of larger pants.