Ode to the Dinner Roll
What with being moderately sick, a packed Thanksgiving weekend, and *ahem* falling down the rabbit hole of guilty pleasure tv, I did not get to do anything like the posts I wanted to for the final week. But! Here's something!
The dinner roll is rarely seen in the wild in America these days. Like the humble lima bean, it has fallen from grace. Although it hasn’t completely disappeared, the only places you can expect to find it are restaurants and catered events and even among more traditional ones.
The dinner roll is rarely seen in the wild in America these days. Like the humble lima bean, it has fallen from grace. Although it hasn’t completely disappeared, the only places you can expect to find it are restaurants and catered events and even among more traditional ones.
A
dinner roll, like other totems of tradition, is neither missed nor
remarked on until Thanksgiving- where they become part of the ritual
along with the gravy boat and the butter dishes. And since it’s not
expected that you become an expert bread baker as well as a
rotisserie chef, you can relax and buy some ready-made rolls at the
store. And truthfully, the family is looking forward to that big
basket full of steaming rolls, covered in a fancy tea towel. Gluten-free, dairy free, or just regular rolls from the store: can you really break bread without breaking bread? Well, yes. But there's something about the symbolic act.
One
of the nicest things you can do with a dinner roll: slit up the side and make
tiny turkey and stuffing sandwiches. Garnished, of course, with a
large dollop of cranberry sauce and dipped in gravy. I’m positive
that the dinner roll sandwich is what Wawa had in mind when they
created the Gobbler.
If
your offspring happens to be one of those kids who is offended by any
food that hasn’t come out of a box with cartoon characters on it
(or food that looks like it was once part of an animal), the dinner
roll might be the only thing they’ll eat that isn’t pie. This is
a problem the rest of the year, but at least on Thanksgiving, you can
try and save face by pretending that the kid is eating a turkey
sandwich. Incidentally, if your parents are complaining… well, who
was it that fed you casseroles full of Velveeta and breadcrumbs most
of your childhood? That’s right.
At
Thanksgivings gone by, we had Stroehman’s brown n serve rolls. I
loved those things. The last time I had them, they tasted flatter and
more plastic than I remembered. As a result, I have started making
the Betty Crocker dinner rolls whenever I happen to be hosting or
coming to a Thanksgiving on my family’s side. The recipe is very
straightforward and the rolls are mild with a nice subtle sweetness
to them. If you do want to wow your guests with some home made rolls
and you’re a bit daunted by baking, this is a very good recipe to
get started on.
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