RecipeMuncher

I believe ‘hot cross buns’ was the first song I practiced from a lesson book on the piano, although the first song I learned via my big brothers had to have been either chopsticks or heart and soul.  Even as I sing it now, it is tainted with a feeling of frustration, annoyance and resent from having to do it over and over again. Even if the tune became annoying after repeated exposure, the buns they sing of could return time and time again, I would welcome them with open arms. (...)