Cinnamon buns bring back warm memories

When I was little, we used to visit my grandparent's farm in the Catskills. There were always freshly baked pies, cakes and cookies. The one thing that I can still remember is the scent of the freshly baked cinnamon buns. They were soft and dripping with butter and gooey icing. They were an accompaniment to a very large and hearty farm breakfast. The pungent aroma of cinnamon is unmistakable. The scent always reminds me of Grandma's hot cinnamon rolls. It always brings back some great family memories.