Swedish buns

I have one of my best childhood memories from my grandparents summerhouse in Sweden, on the coastline north of Gothenburg. We used to spend every summer there when I was little, and we still go there from time to time, sadly not often enough. My grandmother was an excelent cook, and I still remember the smell of new baked buns she made, before the rest of the house did wake up in the morning. I make these buns as often I can, and "everybody" loves them.

 nice Sunday to you all