Pillsbury crescent rolls

An expectant hush falls over the crowd.  Eager anticipation is barely contained with fidgets and twistings for a better view.  The air is full of sweet perfume and warmth.  As the longed for arrival comes into view, a murmur begins to arise.  What would they find?  What would it look like?   You’ll see, whispered those who had witnessed the miracle before.  You’ll see!  And then one nugget was plucked from the rest and held aloft for all to see.  Carefully an end was removed from the fragrant brown oval.  A spontaneous gasp from the gathering.  It was true!  The tomb was empty!  The miracle lasted long enough for the teacher to swiftly distribute the remaining nuggets without fuss and disagreement.  Then silence as the warm nuggets disappeared into anxious mouths.  And discussion could ... [Read More]