Family’s Favorite Rolls

Call me old fashioned but I haven’t fully embraced the digital age. I don’t want Facebook to become the scrapbook of my life. I’ve grown up in a house where my dad still calls a computer “the machine upstairs.” I know that there are a lot of cooks that enjoy their iPads in the kitchen. With a flick of your thumb, the Joy of Cooking appears and then disappears without a trace. Gone are the tomato stains! The olive oil blotches! The impermanence of paper and memory! I pile my cookbooks in a deep drawer.


I prop my cookbooks open with spoons. I don’t wash my hands when I turn the page. I get messy. After the recipes dry from all the spilled sauce, lemon juice and chicken broth, they become something different, something mine. They go back into the drawer, next to my grandmother and mother’s recipe cards.


Technically, there are four generations of women in my kitchen: my great grandmother, grandmother, mother and me. My great grandmother’s practicality hovers above the stove. Her ceramic containers define staples so true they feel like truths to live by.


I like physicality. I like finding the faded coupons my grandmother cut out to save money on cornmeal. I like the old rusty tin her recipe cards lie in. What will I pass on?


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Hark, Zeke is a Brooklyn based blog devoted to cooking, appeasing the inner foodie and howling the good howl.
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3 Responses to Family’s Favorite Rolls

  1. This is lovely. I may try the roll recipe. Also – my tired eyes read “Cat meat” instead of Oatmeal. This has me cracking up, after ten seconds of puzzlement.

    • Hark, Zeke says:

      Thank you! That means a lot.

      For a long time, I thought it said “cat meal” too. Before I got Ollie, I was so excited to put actual “cat meal” in it. Then I realized the “O” was just a little faded.

      Let me know if you do the rolls! I may do them this weekend.

  2. kathy hayes says:

    Grandma used to bake these for us every time we visited. And when I mean for us, I mean everyone! All of her kids and all of their kids. She made enough to feed an army each time and we devoured them. I am so glad you are sharing our family’s culinary history in this way- this, in part, is what you are passing on!!

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