Happy New Year!! I've been away from this blog for a couple weeks, but am happy to report that my absence was the result of a wonderful trip to visit my mom.
As some of you know, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer this summer, and has been going through chemo for the past few months. For me, Mom's cancer diagnosis has challenged me in a number of ways. First off, cancer forces you to look at your beliefs about death. No small task. And talking about death doesn't generally come up in casual conversation. Frankly, I think most people are uncomfortable with it. We all want to die peacefully in our sleep.
At any rate, over the past few months I have come to realize how much I love my mom, how much my relationship with her means to me, and how much I hope to have a similar relationship with my own child (or possible children---dare I even write that?) someday. We haven't been able to see my mom much recently since our little cutie is exposed to a whole host of germs at daycare. But Gramma decided to take a risk for Christmas! So exciting!
I have always enjoyed cooking with my mom. As Elliott is getting bigger, I've started pulling a chair into the kitchen so he can cook with me. I have memories of doing this with my mom when I was young. I also vividly remember the time she let me make playdough by myself and I melted her Tupperware bowl all over the stove. Oops. Fortunately I didn't burn the house down.
This year our cooking endeavors have been a bit more modest. My mom often makes whole wheat rolls and grinds her own flour, using wheat we harvest each summer at the family farm (now you know why I think she's secretly super-woman). This year, she tried a new recipe. And it was great! Mom doubled the original recipe, and we had rolls for days. There were 13 adults and 5 children at our Christmas dinner, but we were eating sandwiches for the rest of the weekend (yum!). Just a tip, in case you have leftovers, or decide to make a double recipe!
Here's the basics:
Proof your yeast. Then add sugar, butter, an egg and mix it up. Add whole wheat flour too. Sorry for the lack of pictures. I was attempting to entertain a cute toddler at this point. Yes, he is drinking water out of a shot glass. Apparently mama forgot the sippy cup. You'll be happy to know it's just water. And that his hair is always that messy when he wakes up.
OK, back to the bread. Then keep adding all purpose flour and mixing until you form a dough. Turn it out on a lightly floured surface and start kneading until it's smooth and elastic. Then let it rise until doubled. Punch the dough down and let it rise a second time. Now we rejoin pictures!
Cut the circle into 8 "slices":
Then roll up into rolls:
Place rolls on baking sheet and allow to rise until doubled. You can then repeat these steps with the other half of dough. (Or other 3 parts of dough if you doubled the recipe)
Bake at 400 for 12-15 min and enjoy.
One more comment. I can remember when I was little, my mom talked about how glad she was that I had my grandma's hands. Apparently my grandma's hands "aged well" whereas my mom thought she had "old lady hands" at a young age. In looking at the above pictures, I have to say that I think Mom's hands are beautiful. I think they're the hands of someone who has worked hard her whole life, and is pretty darn good at just about everything she does. I love you Mom!!
Mom's Dinner Rolls
Adapted from All Recipes
Ingredients
Melted butter to brush on the tops of the rolls (Unless Mom did this at lightning speed while I was brushing my teeth, I believe we skipped this step---Mom's never one for extra calories!).
Hi Em! Great post! You have me all misty. Your mom is a wonderful person! The rolls sound super.
ReplyDeleteYour mom looks great!!
ReplyDeleteOne of the happiest things in my life was cooking and baking with my mom. Unfortunately, I didn't' really learn HOW to do so and my girls got totally jipped-as well as I did because I almost never have anything homemade to eat unless I am eating Lisa's food or potlucks you bring over there!!
Elliot looks so handsome in his grown-up sweater vest!
Frannie aka Lisa's mom