My husband and I sat down at the round metal table for two and snuggled into our plastic chairs. Plastic forks in hand we poised on the edge of diving into the cinnamon bun that plumply sat between us. It was far and away the star choice of the foods offered by the airport vendors. After a brief pause my husband said, “Well, let’s see if it’s any good.”
My fork was left hanging in mid-air as I thought that over. “Let’s see if it’s any good.” That is what my five year old son says when he’s faced with a new food item that appears suspiciously healthy like spinach soufflé or caramelized carrots. He’s very suspicious of these food items because of their familiar healthy-vegetable names. He’s willing to consider trying them because of the new twist-soufflé, caramel. They still look a little too green and orange, but, hey, he’ll give them a little bite and see.
Well, this cinnamon roll is just not in the same reluctantly-I’ll-take-a small-bite category. We had stood outside the glass enclosure and watched them make the cinnamon buns. Ok, they didn’t start completely from scratch, but those refrigerated dough slabs were a fair start. When warmed and flattened the dough looked like the proper foundation for the one pound slab of butter that was deftly smoothed out to cover the entire dough surface which measured one yard from end to end. Once spread with the cinnamon middle and baked to golden brown perfection the dough clearly had taken on that puffy, melt-in-your-mouth cinnamon bun look. We had watched the pan of warm buns get slathered with a fluffy white cream cheese and butter frosting, but by the time we reached our table the frosting had melted over and down into the bun to give just a glisten of liquid sweetness. We have seen all of this and still he said, “Well, let’s see if this is any good.”
Five minutes later we are finished eating. We have scraped the airport paper plate clean with the tilted sideways tine of our plastic forks. I’m suspicious that my husband actually had a bite or two more than I did since I was stuck for a moment on the wondering if it was going to be good statement. What’s the verdict? “Well, that was pretty good,” he says. By that I suppose he means we’ll only eat one.