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Potato Rolls — The Bread That Belongs at Every Feast, Now and Always

Thanksgiving in the new kitchen. The inaugural feast. The test of whether this kitchen can handle what I ask of it. It can. It can handle everything. The menu was the most ambitious Thanksgiving I've attempted: Amma's chicken biryani, Pushpa's undhiyu, my cranberry chutney (tradition, non-negotiable), roasted turkey breast (for Bharat Uncle, non-negotiable), garlic naan (new addition — I finally learned to make naan at home using the broiler), and three desserts: Amma's payasam, Pushpa's shrikhand, and my pumpkin pie. Four hours of cooking. Five burners going. The oven roasting the turkey. The broiler blistering the naan. The kitchen performing exactly as designed — granite absorbing spills without staining, ventilation clearing smoke, the range providing consistent heat across all burners. Anaya, seventeen months, was in her high chair at the kitchen island (the island! I have a kitchen island now!), eating crackers and supervising. She pointed at each dish and named what she could: "Rai" (rice/biryani). "Nana" (naan — she thinks all bread is banana, which is linguistically creative). "Yum" (everything else). Eleven adults, three children, one baby. The same crew. Biryani and undhiyu and the cranberry chutney and the two grandmothers and the two grandfather-figures and the brother and the sister-in-law and the nieces and the nephew. All of us, in the new kitchen, at the new table, in the new house. Amma and Pushpa served food side by side. Without competing. Without commentary. Just two women feeding a family, shoulder to shoulder, the détente now so established it's practically friendship. I gave thanks. Standing in my kitchen, holding Anaya, looking at the table full of food and people and love. I gave thanks for granite counters and five-burner ranges and a wet grinder on a dedicated counter and a family that fits around a table and a proposal that's somewhere in New York on someone's desk. Grateful. Full. Home.

The garlic naan was the surprise hit of the evening — Anaya kept reaching for it even after she’d deemed everything else simply “yum” — and it reminded me that bread, any bread made by hand in your own kitchen, carries something the store-bought kind never can. These potato rolls capture that same spirit: soft, pull-apart, deeply comforting, and the kind of thing that makes a full table feel even fuller. If your oven is already running for turkey, you might as well fill it with something everyone will fight over.

Potato Rolls

Prep Time: 25 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 2 hr 45 min (includes rise time) | Servings: 24 rolls

Ingredients

  • 1 cup warm water (110°F)
  • 2 1/4 teaspoons active dry yeast (1 packet)
  • 1/3 cup granulated sugar, divided
  • 1 cup mashed potatoes, cooled (plain, no butter or milk added)
  • 2/3 cup warm whole milk
  • 1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, softened, plus 2 tablespoons melted for brushing
  • 2 large eggs, room temperature
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt
  • 5 to 5 1/2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for kneading

Instructions

  1. Proof the yeast. Combine the warm water, yeast, and 1 teaspoon of the sugar in a small bowl. Stir and let stand 5–10 minutes until foamy and fragrant.
  2. Mix the dough. In the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the dough hook, combine the mashed potatoes, warm milk, softened butter, eggs, salt, and remaining sugar. Add the proofed yeast mixture and mix on low to combine. Gradually add flour, 1 cup at a time, mixing between additions, until a soft, slightly tacky dough forms (about 5 cups total).
  3. Knead. Increase mixer speed to medium and knead for 6–8 minutes, or turn dough onto a lightly floured surface and knead by hand for 10 minutes, until the dough is smooth, elastic, and pulls away cleanly from the sides of the bowl.
  4. First rise. Shape the dough into a ball and place in a lightly oiled bowl, turning once to coat. Cover with plastic wrap or a clean kitchen towel and let rise in a warm spot until doubled in size, about 1 to 1 1/2 hours.
  5. Shape the rolls. Punch down the dough and divide into 24 equal pieces (about 2 ounces each). Shape each piece into a smooth ball by pulling the dough down and under, pinching the seam at the bottom. Arrange in two lightly greased 9x13-inch baking pans.
  6. Second rise. Cover the pans loosely and let rolls rise again until puffed and nearly touching, about 45 minutes to 1 hour.
  7. Bake. Preheat oven to 375°F. Bake rolls for 18–22 minutes, until the tops are deep golden brown and the internal temperature reaches 190°F.
  8. Brush and serve. Remove from oven and immediately brush the tops generously with melted butter. Serve warm, directly from the pan.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 175 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 5g | Carbs: 27g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 145mg

Priya Krishnamurthy
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Priya Krishnamurthy
Week 191 of Priya’s 30-year story · Edison, New Jersey
Priya is a pharmacist, wife, and mom of two in Edison, New Jersey — the town she grew up in, surrounded by the sights and smells of her mother's South Indian kitchen. These days, she splits her time between the hospital pharmacy, school pickups, and her own kitchen, where she cooks nearly every night. Her style is a blend of the Tamil recipes her mother taught her and the American comfort food her kids actually want to eat. She writes about the beautiful mess of balancing two cultures on one plate — and she wants you to know that ordering pizza is also an act of love.

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