currant bun


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currant bun

n
1. (Cookery) Brit a sweet bun containing currants
2. (Cookery) Scot another name for black bun
3. rhyming slang Cockney son
Translations

currant bun

currant bun

npanino con l'uva passa
References in classic literature ?
She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns.
The morning that Dickon--after they had been enjoying themselves in the garden for about two hours--went behind a big rosebush and brought forth two tin pails and revealed that one was full of rich new milk with cream on the top of it, and that the other held cottage-made currant buns folded in a clean blue and white napkin, buns so carefully tucked in that they were still hot, there was a riot of surprised joyfulness.
Add a healthy snack like a yoghurt, currant bun or rice pudding.
He wrote and performed on several of the group's singles: Arnold Layne, See Emily Play, Candy and a Currant Bun.
gt;> Swap cakes or biscuits for a currant bun or scone
It seemed every one of Yorkshire's Group 1 female talent was on parade, and with the currant bun beating down, it made for a great occasion.
For a very sweet tooth, swap cakes and biscuits for a currant bun, fruit scone or some malt loaf topped with Flora pro.
Leave it on the shelf Streaky bacon Croissant Butter Sausages Doughnut Biscuits Cream Cheese sauce Ice cream Full fat milk Cheddar cheese Burgers Minced beef Put it in the basket Lean back bacon Plain bagel Lower-fat spread Grilled fish fingers Currant bun Malt loaf Reduced fat yoghurt Tomato or vegetable sauce Lower-fat frozen yoghurt Semi-skimmed, 1% fat or skimmed milk * Lower-fat cottage cheese Lean steak Turkey mince True or false?
Never ones to be killjoys, the FSA suggests on the Eat Well website that people should swap their cake or biscuit treat for a currant bun or molt loaf with low-fat spread.
The Scottish Government offers the following tips to cut down on sugar: Swap biscuits or cakes for a currant bun, scone or malt loaf with low-fat spread.
Which might be a bit of a shock if you called into your favourite High Street establishment for a cappuccino and a currant bun only to be served by a gyrating waitress whose pinny kept slipping in such a manner that left you in no doubt she wasn't wearing a liberty bodice.