What was the YW cinnamon project?
For our Girl's Camp fundraiser this year we decided to sell pretty little boxes of large homemade cinnamon rolls that we delivered on Mother's day morning. We figured that the men in the ward would jump at the opportunity to have "Mother's day taken care of..." But, surprisingly, it was the women in the community that bought the most--either for themselves, or others.
It started out as a pretty good idea. I took a basic pizza dough recipe, tweaked it by using a lower protein flour (for less chewey-ness), more sugar (for tenderness, sweetness, and good initial rising), and instant yeast (for obvious reasons). The dough came together quickly, and we made ten pans of them right away at a mutual night activity and then froze the uncooked rolls until we could bake them on the morning of. The rest of the rolls were assembled by the YW leaders (an additional 60 pans) at their homes a day prior to the event.
I spent my Saturday-before assembling and baking, drawing out maps, and *whipping up huge vats of buttery cream-cheese frosting--truly a dream come true! Other leaders assembled and baked, decorated boxes with ribbon and flowers, and put together personalized tags for the tops. It was kind of a stressful day for everyone.
Not everything went as planned. I had to lower my food standards and make some compromises in order to save us from camping out at the church's kitchen all day. And some of the girls that promised to come bailed at the last minute. Finally, in the end, I think, the consensus amongst the leaders was that we would choose a less intense fundraiser next year--though I have already had customers allude to next year's event.
The fundraiser went extremely well in terms of sales. We sold about 105 boxes, made over $1000.00, and got loads of notes and phone calls about them afterwards.
So, of course, I have dreamt of doing it again ever since.
Aaron thinks I am loco.
*Precisely the moment I decided that I must own a Hobart mixer in the near future. "It's a necessity" I told Aaron. He just smiled.
It started out as a pretty good idea. I took a basic pizza dough recipe, tweaked it by using a lower protein flour (for less chewey-ness), more sugar (for tenderness, sweetness, and good initial rising), and instant yeast (for obvious reasons). The dough came together quickly, and we made ten pans of them right away at a mutual night activity and then froze the uncooked rolls until we could bake them on the morning of. The rest of the rolls were assembled by the YW leaders (an additional 60 pans) at their homes a day prior to the event.
I spent my Saturday-before assembling and baking, drawing out maps, and *whipping up huge vats of buttery cream-cheese frosting--truly a dream come true! Other leaders assembled and baked, decorated boxes with ribbon and flowers, and put together personalized tags for the tops. It was kind of a stressful day for everyone.
Not everything went as planned. I had to lower my food standards and make some compromises in order to save us from camping out at the church's kitchen all day. And some of the girls that promised to come bailed at the last minute. Finally, in the end, I think, the consensus amongst the leaders was that we would choose a less intense fundraiser next year--though I have already had customers allude to next year's event.
The fundraiser went extremely well in terms of sales. We sold about 105 boxes, made over $1000.00, and got loads of notes and phone calls about them afterwards.
So, of course, I have dreamt of doing it again ever since.
Aaron thinks I am loco.
*Precisely the moment I decided that I must own a Hobart mixer in the near future. "It's a necessity" I told Aaron. He just smiled.
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