Because it is Valentines day and -9 degrees outside, I figured I'd demonstrate my love of my family by making the most labor-intensive breakfast items in my repertoire.
I usually make Cinnamon Rolls and 4x Fried Breakfast Potatoes together, because they both take forever and their required resting times compliment one another. I always say I am going to start doing this early the night before, but inevitably it's 10 PM on Saturday night before I get started.
First I made a lot of dough. Some of it is for pizzas my son asked to make tonight. While the dough spends it's 1st 10 minute rest, I peel the potatoes and boil them in water with a lot of salt and vinegar.
After it's first 10 minute rest, the dough gets kneaded with a dough hook. I also start heating up the frying oil. The dough then rests in my oven for 90 minutes. While that is happening, I flash fry the potatoes for 50 seconds, then let them cool down completely on a paper-towel lined sheet pan for 30 minutes. Then repeat the process two more times. By the time of the last flash fry, the dough is usually proofed.
I cut the dough in half and roll each piece out into a roughly 8" x 18" rectangle. Fill it with a combination of cinnamon and brown sugar, with a quarter stick of butter grated over it.
Roll up the log and set it aside. Do the same thing with the other dough piece, and then cut each log into 6ths.
While the rolls proof another 30 minutes, I do kitchen clean-up and get started on veg prep. Potatoes go from here into the freezer. Then, because it is nearly 1:00 AM, I go to bed.
This morning, I got up, put the rolls on the counter, started the oven heating, and fried up some bacon. Put the cinnamon rolls in the oven, then started the Dutch Oven to get the oil up to heat while charring the peppers, onions, and three cloves of minced garlic. Potatoes go directly from the freezer into the oil for 3 minutes.
Whip up some cream cheese icing for the cinnamon rolls. My son does not like icing, so I always leave three plain rolls for him.
Potatoes go back into the skillet with the peppers, onions, and garlic. A little salt, a lot of Frank's Red Hot, and skillet potatoes are done.
Because it is so cold outside, a little Bourbon fortifies the iced coffee.
If suffering is a measure of love, this three hour ordeal means I love my family (and fresh cinnamon rolls and fried potatoes) a lot. Fortunately for my waistline and blood sugar, this is just annoying enough to do that I only do it a couple times a year. But it sure is tasty.



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