I’ve an addiction to sugar and cinnamon.
When I was little, my parents would buy Saint Cinnamon rolls (Cinnabon-equivalent) for the family and it was a much-loved treat. That was until somewhere along life’s journey when they decided to leave Singapore for good — in other words also forcing our love affair to end.
But as with every relationship, if it’s worth fighting for, you never give up.
And so as I began my journey four months ago, sourcing for that same taste so cinn-fully delicious, I think it’s safe to say: I’ve finally found what I’ve been looking for.