I've had these pictures a long time. Like a LONGGGG time. Like way back when I had bangs and wore that giant garmin watch haha. But this recipe is everything. It's the most beloved recipe in our family.
Looking back at these pictures makes me miss those Thanksgiving and Christmas mornings where I (or we as the grand daughters) would go and help grandma roll out the rolls for that night. It was always a time full of excitement and laughter as we dipped and double dipped those rolls in butter and then proceeded to line 7 cookie sheets full of them.
These rolls may take some time and a whole lot of butter and muscle grease. But they are ALWAYS worth it. Don't forget to bake them to be golden brown and serve them piping hot out of the oven. And if you're lucky you might just find some homemade raspberry jam to spread on top. YUM!
Grandma's Homemade Rolls
2 cups Milk
5 Tablespoons Butter
2 teaspoons Salt
3/4 cup Sugar
3/4 cup Water, lukewarm
1 Tablespoon Yeast
1/4 teaspoon Sugar
6 cups Flour
1/2 cup melted Butter
1) In a medium sized mixing bowl in the microwave (or in a small saucepan on the stove), scald milk. Add butter, salt, and 3/4 cup sugar.
2) In a separate small bowl, add lukewarm water, yeast, and 1/4 teaspoon sugar. Let sit and proof until very bubbly.
3) Once milk mixture is cool, add eggs and combine.
4) In a large mixing bowl (or stand mixer bowl) add milk mixture and yeast mixture and combine. Slowly add sifted flour one cup at a time until dough forms a sticky but soft consistency that supports itself (you might not need all the flour).
5) Knead dough to blend well (about 5 minutes in the stand mixture).
6) Cover dough in bowl and let rise somewhere warm for around 2 hours or more.
7) After risen, turn dough out on a floured surfaced and roll into a large circle. Cut into circles, stretch into ovals, dip in melted butter and fold over and poke to form the shape. Line up on tray.
8) Let rise another hour or two, then bake at 375° for around 15 minutes until slightly golden. Enjoy!
P.S. Enjoy the following pictures. May we always remember the little things like that Christmas table cloth, or the sight of our grandma stirring the dough with more strength than we all had put together.