Before the turkey, before the chaos, before Uncle Anyone asks when dinner's ready — there's this. Warm, gooey cinnamon rolls, swirled thick and crowned with your choice of icing. Ready to feed the whole house while the parade plays and the big bird does its thing.

This is how Thanksgiving morning rolls at our house: coffee on, rolls in the oven for a quick warm-up, and a crowd of happy people hovering in the kitchen. They're soft, they're cinn-sational, and they buy you a calm, sweet start to a day that's about to get deliciously busy.