Fiends!

Someone stole the NunBun. On Christmas Day, no less.

Nine years ago, my co“work”ers and I whiled away many a billable hour watching the sacred pastry morph into Mother Teresa. The loss of this relic is devastating.

But the news of this purloined treasure (in the realm of baked goods, nine years qualifies the NunBun as an antiquity, I should think) does conjure an intriguing and, I must say, gratifying image: