Grandma Rachel was the personification of grandma-ness. She always made sure everyone was well fed, she always had sweet treats for us when we came to visit, and in later years she was very fond of telling me how wonderful and fun it is to be a young mother, ahem ahem (nehhhh, she wasn't hinting at anything... not at all... ).
These buns will always remind me of her. She always had a batch in her freezer ready to eat after a visit to the microwave. The original recipe didn't call for whole wheat flour or spinach, but I tweaked it up a bit, you're welcome.
