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Mississippi is closed today. As I type a winter storm has just passed through the entire state leaving a blanket of snow and ice. The people in the northern part of the state have had it much worse up there than we have down here in South Mississippi. Though everything, for the most part, is shut down in my hometown of Hattiesburg.
We hoped
to open the restaurants today but all of the supply trucks with groceries to
resupply our inventory after the busy Valentine's Day weekend aren't running. So,
I will spend a second day at home, and to be honest with you it's kind of nice just
chilling and relaxing.
Our
restaurants are open 360 days a year. We only close on New Year's Day, Fourth
of July, Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day. I go to work at 6:45
AM every morning seven days a week when I'm in town. I'm not complaining, I absolutely
love what I do, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. My wife often tells me, “Why
don't you sleep in. You don't have to go in today.” I enjoy what I do and love
being at our breakfast joint when we open in the morning.
Today, I
will be working from home. Ice has covered the streets of Hattiesburg. There
are a few snowflakes falling. We don’t get too many days like this. When I was
a kid it seemed like we got snow once every four years or so. “Snow” would be a
loose term in most parts of the country to describe what we get down here. It’s
really an icy, slushy mix, but schools always closed, and my friends and I had
a blast.
As much fun as we had playing in the snow as kids, my childhood memories aren’t even close to the best memory I have of a local snow day. Not by a long shot. My best local snow day happened when I was in my early 40s and a new father of two. My daughter was probably five years-old and my son had yet to celebrate his second birthday. We had an unexpected Hattiesburg snow day, and my daughter and I built a snowman together. Actually, it was a snow woman dressed in clothes from her closet.
That was
one of those days I had dreamed of as a teenager. I would imagine most teenage
boys don’t look forward to being a dad one day, but I always wanted to be a
father, as far back as I can remember. It probably had something to do with
growing up without a father, and I could probably spend a few thousand dollars
on a psychiatrist’s couch trying to resolve that issue, but to what end? I always
wanted to be a dad, and I have always loved being a dad.
As fate
would have it, I became a father later in life. I was 36-years old when my
daughter was born. Most of my friends had kids in junior high by that age. I
was the “old dad” at most functions. That never squelched my enthusiasm for
being a father. Actually, I think having kids a little later in life allowed me
to get all of the other unimportant stuff out of the way in my twenties and
early thirties, so I could fully focus on being a parent.
Back to
the snow woman. It was crude, with pine straw mixed in with the snow, and would
never win a snow woman contest, but it was a thing of beauty in my eyes,
because my daughter and I made it together in the stillness of a cold grey
morning in our front yard.
After
playing in the snow all morning, I went back into the house and rounded up a
bunch of leftovers and made a vegetable beef soup. Of all of the items I cook
at home, things that fall into the soup category are probably things I cook the
least. If I didn’t own a restaurant that made gallons and gallons of gumbo
every day, I would probably cook a lot of gumbo at home. But I’m around it all
day at work, and if I need to bring any home, it’s always there.
As simple
and basic as a vegetable beef soup recipe is, vegetable beef soup wasn’t
something I had ever cooked before that day. The resulting recipe was one of
those magic moment in which I was definitely hitting on all cylinders in the
kitchen, as the finished product was one that I was so pleased with that I
wrote it down and brought it to the restaurant, where we have been serving it
for the past two decades.
Sometimes
it takes a few passes at a recipe to nail it perfectly and get it to the point
to where I think it’s a finished product. But on this day, using scraps and
leftovers, the recipe was perfect right out of the chute. I attribute it to the
inspiration of a memorable morning with my daughter.
Recipe
inspiration comes from many places. When it is rooted in family and loved ones,
the end result can’t be matched. I have a lot of job titles— restaurateur,
author, columnist, travel guide, and others, but being a dad is— by far— the best
job I have ever had.
Onward.
Vegetable Beef Soup
3 Tbl Olive oil
1 1 /2 lbs Beef shoulder, small dice
2 tsp Salt
2 tsp Pepper
1 cup Onion, small dice
1 cup Carrot, small dice
1 cup Celery, small dice
1 Tbl Garlic, minced
1 /2 tsp Dried Thyme
1 Tbl Steak Seasoning
1
15 oz can Tomato, diced
6 cups Beef broth
1 cup Corn, fresh, scraped from the cob
1 cup Potato, peeled and diced
1 cup Zing Zang Bloody Mary mix
1 Tbl Kitchen Bouquet
1 Tbl Worcestershire sauce
Heat 1 tablespoon of oil over high heat in a large skillet. Season
the meat with half of the salt and pepper. Brown the meat in olive oil. Do not
overload the skillet. Over loading the skillet will cause the beef to steam
instead of brown. Brown meat in batches, add more oil when necessary then place
cooked meat in a large stockpot.
7 comments:
I make something very similar that I call hunting camp stew. Substitute venison for the beef and cut it into BIG chunks instead of small dice. Same with the vegetables, big chunks instead of small dice. Use whole baby carrots. Leave the skin on the taters. Add some cut up okra. Substitute V8 juice for the bloody Mary mix. WTF is Kitchen Bouquet? Add liquid smoke.
I followed this recipe exactly once, and it was fine until I added the Kitchen Bouquet. We then threw out a whole pot of soup. It was awful!
@10:21 - I do the same thing as you and add big chunks of pork, beef or even lamb to the venison. The mixture of meats is really good. I use the spicy V8 juice instead of the original flavor. I call it cowboy stew.
Unless one eats like a fat-handed slob, what's the point of 'big chunks' of venison or pork. I suppose you fork it and bit off a little at a time for the fork as the juice runs down your arm. Even country folk know not to put something in your mouth so large it causes your cheek to bulge out like you're eating golf balls, two at a time.
@12:14 - Never tried it with mixed varieties of meat, but that sounds good. I'll try that. From what I can read on the interwebs, Kitchen Bouquet is basically food coloring to make gravies or soups look darker.
2:01, I think they mean big ole chunks as opposed to what you get in store bought cans. Like real meat. Course, if you don't have your teeth in, maybe you like it soupy.
One should not have to use a knife in order to eat stew - Nor should one have to pick up tail-on shrimp in order to consume crustacean dishes.
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