This blog has been focusing on buns a lot lately.  And I confess – I’m the culprit for the monotony (if you’re not a bun lover); or inspiration (if you are).

I happen to love buns. Fat, golden little loaves, one-serving wonders that baby your burger, harbor your hotdog, or simply serve as a base for melting butter.

And buns aren’t just for cookouts.

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Q. Where can you get great deli food, if you don’t live in/near a city?

A. Nowhere. At least nowhere here in King Arthur’s home in the Upper Valley of Vermont, that river bottomland where the Connecticut River divides Vermont from New Hampshire, about midway up the two states’ common border.

Sure, we have bagel shops. Even a newly opened spot called “New York Bagels and Café,” right there in the shopping plaza next to J.C. Penney and Kohl’s and Sears.

But REAL deli?

Fuggedaboutit.

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What’s your favorite hot-bread memory?

Butter-slathered cinnamon toast, set before you by your smiling mom as you seated your grumpy, school-bound self at the table?

Tender, golden cornbread, mopped through hot bacon grease in a cast-iron skillet?

Or how about a simple dinner roll, soft as a pillow and gold as sunset, plucked hot from the cloth-covered basket on your grandmother’s Thanksgiving table? (more…)