honey-bun

honey-bun (plural honey-buns)

1. Alternative form of honey bun.
   • 1917 September, Theodore Dreiser, “Married”, in Cosmopolitan, volume LXIII, number 4, New York, N.Y.: International Magazine Company, →ISSN, →OCLC, page 34, column 1:

     Please don’t be mad at me, honey-bun. I’ll get over this after a while. I’ll do better.

   • 1945, Evelyn Waugh, chapter 1, in Brideshead Revisited […], London: Chapman & Hall, published 1952, →OCLC, book 1 (Et in Arcadia Ego), page 24:

     He called on me formally during my first week and stayed to tea; he ate a very heavy meal of honey-buns, anchovy toast and Fuller’s walnut cake, […]

   • 1949, Oscar Hammerstein, 2nd, Joshua Logan, “Act Two, Scene IV”, in South Pacific: A Musical Play, New York, N.Y.: Random House, →OCLC, page 132:

     Oh, Luther, you really are a honey-bun! These beautiful flowers! I needed someone to think of me tonight. I appreciate it, Luther—you don’t know how much.

   • 1987, Fannie Flagg, “Rose Terrace Nursing Home”, in Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, New York, N.Y.: Random House, →ISBN, page 334:

     “I’ll tell you what’s good, Mrs. Threadgoode, are those frozen honey-buns.” / “Honey-buns?” / “Yes. They’re like cinnamon buns. You know.”

   • 2006, Miriam Akavia, translated by Richard Flanz, “Laughter and Tears”, in Rafael F. Scharf, editor, My Own Vineyard: A Jewish Family in Krakow Between the Wars (The Library of Holocaust Testimonies), Edgware, Greater London; Portland, Ore.: Vallentine Mitchell, →ISBN, part III […], page 297:

     They kneaded dough and baked cakes and biscuits and sweet honey-buns with nuts and almonds.

   • 2016, Amber Lee Dodd, chapter 29, in We Are Giants, London: Quercus Children’s Books, →ISBN, pages 239–240:

     ‘But I’m not special like Dad and you,’ I finally said. ‘I’m just ordinary.’ / ‘Oh, honey-bun,’ Mum said, brushing the hair away from my face. ‘Being small was the least interesting, the least amazing thing about your dad. […]’