The plush, raisin-studded cinnamon buns at Two Little Red Hens are far from the warm, ooey-gooey creations you dream about. I grew up associating cinnamon rolls with the national chain Cinnabon, where the buns are always warm, doused in icing, and intoxicating with that cinnamon fragrance. I still hold a soft spot for those buns—not even the fancy competitors at 'wichcraft or Cafe Zaiya could replace them.
But the one at Two Little Red Hens is more like a cheerful morning bun, just a tad sweet with cinnamon spice lightly strewed between the rounds. Raisins are plump, aplenty, and a pleasant break from the sometimes monotonous, ordinary roll part. Iced with a single layer, the bun is served at room temperature. I won't be returning just for this, but if placed in a brunch bread basket, please don't mind if I help myself to one.