MINNEAPOLIS—Isabella Carlson’s potato rolls are the stuff of legend.
Each holiday season, her four children and 12 grandchildren savor the fluffy rolls, which bake together in a pan and come out the size of baseballs. Hot from the oven. Slathered in butter. Tasting them now, “it’s like you’re coming home,” said Kim Hedlund, of Wadena, one of Carlson’s daughters.
No one knows the origin of the recipe; it could have been a clipping from Good Housekeeping. But to the people who knew the feisty and funny Carlson, these were “mom’s rolls,” simple as that.
The rolls are so closely linked to this family matriarch and church camp cook that her daughters put the recipe on Carlson’s headstone when she died in 2016.
In a cemetery in Ponto Lake, Minnesota, about 30 miles southeast of Walker, anyone can walk up to the stone flanked by two hummingbird figurines—Carlson’s favorite bird—and leave with the instructions to take one family’s tradition and make it their own.
Headstones are getting more personal as families seek to memorialize their loved ones with unique details from their lives. “Beloved,” “loving” and “devoted”; “sister,” “father” and “wife”—those words describe only a small part of a person’s contributions to society, their interests, or the way they held a family together. Clip-art-style images—flowers, bears, religious symbols—only meet the needs of some mourners. But as people add more to the headstones of their family members, the business of making them is changing.
“I tell people, ‘This is your story. We’re not all going to be written about in history books, but we can write your story in stone,’” Gustafson said.
Cann has noticed gravestone recipes at cemeteries near her in Texas—and she’s not surprised. The tradition of honoring the deceased through food is ancient, from Roman times to Dia de los Muertos celebrations in Mexico to the Protestant communal repast.
“That lunch after the funeral is a place that allows for people to sit around and talk about the dead and kind of put them in the past, and so in that way, it functions as an opening for memory and a way in which you can tell stories,” Cann said.
In Ponto Lake, Carlson’s potato roll recipe is etched onto the back of a shiny black granite headstone. If you didn’t know it was there, it would be easy to miss. Last week, Grant was lying on her back in a fresh blanket of snow while trying to take a picture of the recipe without capturing her reflection. In front of the stone, she placed the plastic bag of frozen homemade potato rolls she brought with her from California.
“The art of taking pictures of graves,” Grant lamented, chuckling as she wiped away snow.
Cemeteries, Grant said, “are an archive of a community.”
She finds many of the recipes from another kind of community: Facebook groups that draw other “cemetery enthusiasts.” It’s how she connected with Gustafson—it’s a small world among cemetery fans—and the two met in her shop on Grant’s latest Minnesota sojourn.
Grant also meets with and interviews family members when she can track them down. Over breakfast in a Pine River, Minn., cafe, she held up her bag of potato rolls, showing them to Isabella Carlson’s two daughters, who beamed upon seeing it.
“They’re really delicious,” Grant said.
For Carlson’s descendants, “mother, grandmother, sister and friend” was essential information to put on Carlson’s memorial, but it wasn’t enough.
Carlson went by “Ise” or “Grandma” to her family and the thousands of campers who ate her food in the dining hall at Spirit in the Pines camp in Hackensack. She was a cosmetologist. She deeply loved Elvis. She always had an art project at the ready for her grandkids. And cooking for her family meant the world to her.
The decision to share her recipe on her headstone came easily, her daughters said. Now, anyone can get a taste of what it was like to know, and be nourished by, Ise.
“It’s who she is and what she represented,” said Carlson’s daughter Tammy Frericks, of Albany, Minn.
“It just warms your heart to know she’s still shining.”
Easy Potato Rolls
Makes 45.- 2 packages (1/4 ounce each) active dry yeast
- 1 1/2 cups warm water (110 to 115 degrees F), divided
- 2/3 cup sugar
- 2/3 cup shortening
- 2 eggs
- 1 cup mashed potatoes (*she used Yukon potatoes)
- 2 1/2 teaspoons salt
- 6 to 6 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
Add enough remaining flour to form a soft dough ball. Shape into a ball; do not knead. Place in a greased bowl, turning once to grease top. Cover and let rise in a warm place until doubled, about 1 hour.
Punch dough down and then divide into thirds. Shape each portion into 15 balls and arrange in three greased 9-inch round baking pans. Cover and let rise until doubled, about 30 minutes. Bake at 375 degrees F for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Remove from the pans to cool on a wire rack.