Well here we are! Already it is the last day of the week – or depending on how you view life, the first day of the week! Regardless of where you think Sunday may fall within the seven day structure,  Sunday is always Bun day here at our house.

In this house, our love of freshly baked buns has turned into something of a tradition – come Sundays. For quite some time now, every Sunday it has been our destiny to get up and go and buy buns from our local bakery. Then once home we top then with spreads of butter, jam and Vegemite or in the instance of one of us, nothing at all!

I am not really sure when the act of buying buns (Knot rolls to be precise)  as a Sunday treat suddenly turned into a must have addition along with our Sunday newspaper. But it has, and for quite some time we have enjoyed this relaxed atmosphere and start to the day.

Also around here, Sunday  traditionally means – roast day at our house too. We always have roast meat, roast potato, pumpkin, carrots and such like and the ever trustworthy mash potato on hand.

Argh, now wonder Sundays seem to be our favourite day with such predictability and tradition surround it!