WordNet
n. rolled dough spread with sugar and nuts then sliced and baked in muffin tins with honey or sugar and butter in the bottom [syn: sticky bun, caramel bun, schnecken]
Wikipedia
A honey bun is a sweet roll of Swedish origin, somewhat similar to the cinnamon bun.
A honey bun is a fried yeast pastry that contains honey and a swirl of cinnamon in the dough and is glazed with icing. Unlike most sweet rolls, which are generally the product of bakeries, honey buns are common convenience store and vending machine fare. Normally sold individually wrapped, alone or in boxes of 6 or more, they are a popular grab-and-go breakfast, eaten cold or heated in a microwave oven.
Usage examples of "honey bun".
Sometimes the priest wants me to bring Honey Bun and I do Eve and the serpent-that takes body make-up, of course, or skin-colored tights if there isn't time.
Sometimes the priest wants me to bring Honey Bun and I do Eve and the serpent - that takes body make-up, of course, or skin-colored tights if there isn’.
She tore the wrapper off a honey bun, slapped the pastry into the microwave and zapped it for ten seconds.
All we want is for James to be propelled skyward after which Honey Bun will automatically head back to her nice, warm stall at Lynda's place and I will ride innocently back to the stable.
I tried every way I know how to make you happy, honey bun I just don't understand `.
I was six years old, dressed in my yellow shorts set--it had white rickrack tacked around the neck--standing in front of the pine bins that were full to overflowing with sweets, trying my hand at whistling in an attempt to get my mama's attention, hoping that she would look up from the black ledger book and its long columns of numbers that evidently foretold our future, wanting her to smile and say it was okay to eat a honey bun --my favorite food in the entire world--betting that she would not snarl at me to get the hell away from the sweet bins because didn't I know it was almost lunchtime, when Daddy staggered in through the front screen door and, without saying hello, proceeded on with that revolver.
Ruby Bee's was still closed, most likely out of respect for the Earl Buchanon family, so I settled for coffee and a few bites of a stale, sticky honey bun at the PD.