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Potato Pan Rolls — The Bread That Belongs on a Sunday Table

Mother's Day is next Sunday. I am not going to do anything. I told Ma I am not going to do anything. Ma said fine, but you are coming to Southie for Sunday dinner because that is already happening, so that is what Mother's Day is. Fine. Okay.

Liam brought home a construction paper card Thursday that said HAPPY MOTHERS DAY in blue marker with a picture of a flower and a stick figure that he labeled MOM. He made me promise not to open it until Sunday. It is on the counter. I have not opened it. I keep looking at it.

Nora drew a picture at daycare too. She presented it to me proudly Friday and said open it. She did not understand the rule about Sunday. She showed me her picture: our family. Me. Liam. Nora. And a figure above us all, in the sky, with wings and a tie. Daddy. With a tie. She explained Daddy wore a tie for work. I said yes he did.

I put Nora's drawing on the fridge. I will put Liam's card there Sunday.

Group Tuesday. We talked about days-that-are-supposed-to-be-celebrations. Mother's Day, Father's Day, anniversaries. Bernadette said anniversaries of happiness are harder than anniversaries of grief. I wrote it in the notebook.

Saturday pancakes. Burned the first one. Liam and Nora both helped this week — Liam measured flour, Nora dropped blueberries into the batter in groups of three that she counted. She is good with numbers up to twelve.

Work was fine. A new patient, 34-year-old woman, first primary care visit in eight years. She was scared. I did the intake slow. She said nobody has ever listened for this long. I said we do that here. She teared up. I did not. I am getting better at not teaming up with people on their tears.

Meghan called at 11. She said Brian is taking the kids for the day Sunday so she can sit with me. I said you do not have to. She said I know. I said thank you.

Sunday dinner. Ma made lasagna. No Mother's Day speech. Dad gave me a peck on the cheek in the kitchen and said proud of you kiddo. That was it.

Food of the week: Ma's lasagna. Four layers, meat sauce, ricotta-egg-parsley, mozzarella, baked til the edges are dark.

Ma’s lasagna is hers, and I would not try to replicate it — four layers is a commitment I respect from a safe distance. But the rolls that belong on that same table, the soft pull-apart kind that soak up sauce and butter and make a meal feel complete, those I can do. Potato pan rolls have that same quality that Sunday dinner has: nothing fancy, nothing that needs explaining, just something warm that fills the space and lets everyone settle in together.

Potato Pan Rolls

Prep Time: 30 min | Cook Time: 22 min | Total Time: 2 hrs (includes rising) | Servings: 16 rolls

Ingredients

  • 3/4 cup warm mashed potatoes (plain, no toppings)
  • 1 cup warm whole milk (110°F)
  • 2 1/4 tsp active dry yeast (1 standard packet)
  • 2 tbsp granulated sugar, divided
  • 4 tbsp unsalted butter, melted and slightly cooled, plus more for pan and brushing
  • 1 large egg, lightly beaten
  • 1 tsp fine salt
  • 3 1/2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for dusting

Instructions

  1. Proof the yeast. In a large bowl, combine the warm milk, yeast, and 1 tbsp of sugar. Stir gently and let sit 5–8 minutes until foamy. If it does not foam, your yeast is inactive — start again with a fresh packet.
  2. Build the dough. To the yeast mixture, add the mashed potatoes, melted butter, egg, salt, and remaining 1 tbsp sugar. Stir to combine. Add flour one cup at a time, mixing until a soft, slightly tacky dough forms. It should pull away from the sides of the bowl but not feel stiff.
  3. Knead. Turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface and knead for 6–8 minutes until smooth and elastic. Alternatively, use a stand mixer with a dough hook on medium speed for 5 minutes.
  4. First rise. Shape dough into a ball and place in a lightly buttered bowl. Cover with a clean kitchen towel or plastic wrap and let rise in a warm spot for 1 hour, or until doubled in size.
  5. Shape the rolls. Butter a 9x13-inch baking pan generously. Punch down the dough and divide into 16 equal pieces. Roll each piece into a smooth ball and arrange in four rows of four in the prepared pan. They should just touch each other.
  6. Second rise. Cover loosely and let rise for 30 minutes, until rolls are puffed and pressing against each other.
  7. Bake. Preheat oven to 375°F. Bake rolls for 20–22 minutes, until the tops are deep golden brown. Brush immediately with melted butter as they come out of the oven.
  8. Serve. Let cool 5 minutes in the pan, then pull apart and serve warm. These are best the day they are made, but store covered at room temperature for up to 2 days.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 165 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 5g | Carbs: 26g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 160mg

Kate Donovan
About the cook who shared this
Kate Donovan
Week 424 of Kate’s 30-year story · Boston, Massachusetts
Kate is a thirty-five-year-old nurse practitioner in Boston and a widowed mother of two whose husband Sean died of brain cancer at thirty-three. She makes Irish soda bread and beef stew and shepherd's pie because the recipes are all she has left of a man who was supposed to grow old with her. She writes about cooking through grief and finding out you can still feed your children on the worst day of your life.

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