Ok, I'm declaring this here for posterity: If I ever find yeast at the grocery store, I will attempt to make my mom's famous sticky rolls.
I'm not a baker. Don't send me yeast. I must find it at the store for the prophecy to be fulfilled.

These are cinnamon rolls made with the best yeasty dough, none of that dry shit, cooked in a pan with the best buttery caramel sauce, no giant fucking nuts to be found. They are exquisite.

Ok, Mom has declared "It's no secret, honey," so I can share. But I have to assemble a real recipe. My mom doesn't need instructions for herself, so it's...a bit piecemeal. I'll post later today!