Growing up my Mom would make Monkey Bread on early Christmas mornings. I can remember the house would smell of warm cinnamon and sugar as we rushed downstairs to open presents and stuff our faces all morning long with ooey-gooey warm little bite-sized sugary covered biscuit pieces.
Sometimes, I just can't wait until Christmas to make Monkey Bread, and neither should you. And, let's face it folks. We're all grown-ups here. If we want the Monkey Bread, we WILL have the Monkey Bread. At least that's how it goes in my Hacienda.
If you've never had Monkey Bread you're in for a treat! And, if you have had Monkey Bread, you should make some... I promise it's still just as delicious as when you were a kid. Like Christmas morning all over again.
Lately, I've been so nostalgic when it comes to food. I love how one simple thing like, Monkey Bread, can take you immediately back to a special moment and place in time. A memory that will be in your heart forever. Just like Christmas mornings as a kid, except without presents. Boo to that!
Oh, and that Caramel Sauce topping just dripping into, and out of, every crevice. Simple Perfection.
You'll also have the added benefit of an amazing smelling house and a very satisfied husband, for those of you married folks. And, if you're not married, then all the more Monkey Bread for you to enjoy.. in peace.. with the entire gallon of Milk. There's always gives and takes when it comes to marriage. Can I get an AMEN!?
So, go ahead. Indulge a little. Haven't you ever heard of "Christmas in July"?
Pull-Apart Monkey Bread (adapted from Pillsbury)