I bought these rolls for the paltry price of $1.00/dozen on the clearance bakery racks at the grocery store.
Yeah, they may be just one step away from entering a crusty state of Crouton-dom, but you can't beat the price tag.
That's one small step for stale bread items......one giant step for the Infidel Family budget.
Nothing is too good for my family.
Except paying retail price for bread products, apparently.
After polishing off the rolls, I couldn't bear to throw away the sturdy aluminum baking pans they came in.
I could have a little Greenpeace member living inside me, fighting to get out. Or maybe I was blindingly hypnotized by the shiny, shiny reflection beaming off the silvery surface........or it could be the temporary loss of oxygen flow to the brain when I about choked to death on a crumbly piece of dried-out roll...........but whatever the reason I promptly cleaned out the baking pans and stored them for future use.
These little beauties have served me well through a Donut Muffin baking frenzy. They also lovingly housed my traditional Thanksgiving rolls this year.
I almost feel like I can never throw them away now we've become so attached.
My mom got a cast iron skillet set and some antiques as her family inheritance.
My kids will likely receive some well-loved and well-worn aluminum muffin pans when I die.
They'll undoubtedly reminisce fondly about their wonderful mother and how she combined a legacy of cheapness, recycling, and family heirlooms all into one cherished gift.
It's a good thing I have 6 aluminum pans to share equally so that none of my six mini-Infidels will have to launch a court fight against each other.