Aunty Marie was very aware at how much I loved helping her make caramel rolls as a kid in taunton and how wonderful they smelled coming out of the oven and even better how they tasted!   It had been a while since I mentioned it to her, many years in fact, and she brought some to Mom/Dad's house after Dad's prayer service.  I was SO excited!  I grabbed the full glorious pan from her as she handed it to me and I said "OH my gosh Marie, I haven't had these in years but I am excited to dive in"  and she said with barely a beat in between and bit of a Pffft whatever  "Oh they are alright, just slap some butter on em"    Nothing summed up my beloved Aunty Marie more than this little exchange.  Salt of the earth.  Practical and no fuss no muss.