JANUARY MAY BE for fasts and fresh starts, but February is for eating your feelings. At least that’s how I justified the baking jag that yielded a calorific but cheering addition to my morning routine: the lazy cook’s cinnamon rolls.
Purists, be forewarned. The rolls in the recipe at near right are irresistible, but they are not the yeast-leavened, sour cream-enriched rolls your grandmother pulled from the oven after church on Sunday. I love those (who doesn’t?), but it’s February and I’m tired.