As far as I can remember and probably smell, my mom would make monkey bread for any special occasion. My mom makes this breakfast bread every Christmas morning, Birthdays, friends sleeping over, biscuits being on sale, and many other holiday mornings. I love waking up to the smell of butter, cinnamon, and melted caramel on biscuits in the oven. It helped everyone wake up quicker knowing that it would be gone fast.
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| Some of the family to stay the night. Christmas 2010 |
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| Standing around watching me cut portions to make sure it was equal (2009) |
Carefully cutting (2009)
The reason I wrote this post was because I found a different way of making Monkey Bread. I will have to try it out on the next guest who stay with me. (hint hint) The recipe I found had the bread in individual jars.
Source: Monkey Jars
Maybe this way will help make sure everyone gets the same portion of bread and leave no room for disagreement, which is sometimes funny to argue about, especially over food.
Monkey Bread

