Killing me with Kindness

My husband, lately turned baker, is killing me softly with baking.

First he decided he had waited long enough for a good pan de sal (Filipino bread roll).  So he found a good recipe and whipped up some dough.

Little baker Abby helping Daddy. 

He turned out a yummy batch. 

Which he then perfected with a second recipe a few days later.

After mastering pan de sal, he decided to master the cinnamon roll. 

I wish I could tell you they really weren't that good.

But they were.

I was going to take a picture of mine before I ate it.

Oops.

The baker-man is giving my workout a run for the money.  Mmmmm...