Ever get really excited to make something, but it doesn’t turn out like you hoped? I made some cinnamon rolls this morning (admittedly, they came from one of those tubes found in the refrigerated aisle). They smell absolutely amazing and I was so looking forward to enjoying one. Unfortunately, they smell about 50 times better than they taste. Yet, I somehow managed to go on a crazy pregnant lady binge and eat almost all the tops off of them. You know, the good part with the icing.