The Root of the Root {vegetable beef soup}
66 years ago today my mom was born and this is the tenth year I’ll be celebrating her birthday without her. In every single way I credit her with giving me my love of food and cooking and not a day goes by when I don’t want to tell her something new I’ve learned or tried. I know she’d be so proud to see me eating things like sweetbreads and chicken livers and less candy (well, a little less).
My mom was a force to be reckoned with in the kitchen, a follower of the Food Network before it became what it is today and a big fan of Julia Child and Jacques Pepin. I remember watching Justin Wilson with her growing up when the only time you could watch people cook on TV was after “This Old House” on PBS. She had me making profiteroles at age 10 and poaching salmon in the dishwasher a few years later.
She was particular about everything. And I’m exactly that way. She absolutely said “I love you” with food and found a way to perfect a flourless chocolate cake at home when she could barely stand up in the kitchen because she knew how much I loved them. She splurged on champagne and escargot in the last few months of her life and sent waiters to nearby stores to fetch the beer she wanted when it wasn’t on the menu. And they didn’t seem to mind.
She was quirky. And I’m exactly that way too. She carried her own salad dressing around in her purse for years but only after pouring half the oil off the top so it was more tangy. She always had a cup of ice water on her in the car and even spent an afternoon at a high school baseball game sitting on a sandwich. She was her own panini press.
She instilled in me a sense of being adventurous and confident in the kitchen and the Christmas before she died, in a cookbook she made for me and my siblings, she wrote something that has shaped me and guides me everyday.
Call it what you will, I believe it was my mom charging me with being the tie that binds our family together through food and I’ve worked my hardest to do that. That’s why I have this blog.
So, it’s not a tradition in the sense that I do it every year, but I try to take the time to cook homemade vegetable soup and drink champagne on mom’s birthday. If nothing else, I generally at least nail the champagne part. This year, I was determined to do both. Full disclosure, I’m not actually eating the soup on mom’s birthday because of a work conflict, but I thought the birthday post was a good way to make up for that.
My husband laughs at the fact that we call this vegetable soup when one of the main ingredients is a chuck roast. It never occurred to me that vegetable soup didn’t have beef and so I never thought it needed clarification. I love this recipe because it always tastes exactly the same. It’s the most comforting of comfort foods – nothing fancy, nothing particularly fresh, but hearty and warm and as close to getting a hug from my mom as I can get.
The recipe itself has sort of gone viral. One of my best friends has cooked this for her family over the holidays and without getting too hopeful, I think it may become a tradition. She’s cooked it for friends who have asked me for the recipe so they can duplicate it. It’s exactly what mom would have wanted to happen. Somehow, she’s managed to keep feeding people after all this time.
Without further ado, here’s Mama G’s veggie soup. Meat and all.
- 2-3 lb. chuck roast, trimmed and cut into 1″ cubes
- 3-4 fresh carrots, peeled and chopped
- 2 onions, chopped
- 2 large cans whole tomatoes
- 3 cups frozen white corn
- 1 bag frozen green beans
- 1 bag frozen okra
- 2 lbs. red potatoes, trimmed and cut into large chunks
- water
- salt and pepper
Heat an obscenely large dutch oven or other pot over medium-high heat. Add a tablespoon or two of olive oil and brown the cubed chuck roast. Season with salt and pepper.
Once the meat is browned, retrieve it from the pan and put on a plate to rest. Now you want to brown your carrots and onions in the fond (the brown stuff) left over from the beef. Saute your veggies for 7-8 minutes until they start to get a little color. Season with salt and pepper. If the bottom of the pan gets too hot before you can sweat the onions and get up all the good brown bits, add about 1/4 cup of water and deglaze.
At this point, you’ve essentially done all the hard work. From here it’s dump and wait. Add all the frozen veggies, the beef, the two cans of tomatoes and two cans-full of water. Do not add your potatoes yet. These go in when the soup is about an hour away from being ready. Otherwise they disintegrate.
Bring the soup to the boil and then turn down and let simmer, with the lid askew on top, for a good 8-12 hours. I’m dead serious about the length of time here. I usually make this the night before and let it cook for about 4 hours. Then I refrigerate it overnight and pull it out the next morning to let simmer all day. You can add water throughout if it gets too thick and be sure to continually check for seasoning. If the tomatoes don’t break down, you should go in with a spatula or paring knife and chop/break them up.
Remember to add the potatoes the next day about 1-2 hours before you want to serve. This recipe freezes well, feeds and army and satisfies the soul.
And, if you’re like I was growing up and it was too hot for you to eat right away, serve it up in a bowl with a big ice cube in the middle. That always worked.
See. Nothing fancy. Which is why it definitely calls for champagne.
Happy birthday, mom. I love you and I miss you.
I got a chuck roast in my meat delivery a couple of weeks ago, and now I know just what to do with it. I have all of these ingredients (save the corn) in my pantry and freezer as we speak. I think I’ll make this for GG’s 2nd birthday on Saturday – seems fitting.
I think that would be a wonderful tribute. I hope you like it and I want to hear about it when you’re done!
I loved your mom! I will celebrate her this weekend by making this yummy dinner. HUGS Tina Henoch Burrows
Tina – thank you for note and your cyber-hug. I hope all is well! Let me know how the soup turns out.
Molly,
Your mom was the sweetest woman!! I miss her dearly! Hope you are well! Email me sometime, I would love to catch up!
Hello friend! I was thinking about you just the other day… and the Winnsboro at Montreat. My mom adored you right back, you know!
Molly!! I LOVE THIS!!! so touching and your mom would LOVE IT!! Such a special lady, just like you! CONGRATS on your new blog!! I will be watching and cooking!
Becca
Thanks, Bec. That means a lot. I loved seeing you last month – wish we could do it more.
Mom gave this recipe to my mom when we were little. I still make it too this day! She was more of a mother to me than my own. She was the best cook and always had us in there helping. She was making pesto before it was cool. I also remember parsley potatoes that somehow turned into parsley mashed potatoes. Think I will have to try to make those soon. Miss you and love you Miss Molly! She was a phenomenal woman!
Oh Chrissy. I love that you call her mom. That’s exactly how it should be. You’re so right about the pesto! I remember her bringing it back from Dean and DeLuca in California in the early 80’s. She would order it from the store BEFORE the internet!
Miss you too and love you too. Thanks for being a part of our family.
I am honored to share this special day with aunt carol! Like you said she taught me a couple things in the kitchen too! In fact I truly believe she would be so proud of everything I cook! She was an inspiration! Love you
Thank you, Robyn – and happy birthday to you too! I was always jealous that you shared a birthday with mom – I thought that would have been so cool!
I hope you had an awesome day with those sweet girls of yours. Hugs to you all!
Dear Molly: What a sweet, delicious way to remember your mom! We certainly enjoyed many fun meals with your family on those exciting soccer trips and on special occasions she would tutor us in the art of spoon-balancing on your nose – no one was better at it than she was! Lots of beautiful memories and she was/is so proud of you!
Love you lots,
Mama Cobes
Love you too, other mom.
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Great post Mols. She ruled the kitchen. I am the cook in our house because Mama G gave me the tools to do it. My wife thanks her everyday. If you ever wonder what Mama G was like just think of Paula Deen. I know for a fact that Paula has just eaten a slab of butter all by itself and am willing to bet that she dips her ruffles in plain Mayo.
Since you are pulling out the old recipes. Where in the hell is the Buttermilk cake recipe. I think I miss that most of all.
Ask and ye shall receive. Looks like I’ll be making a buttermilk cake soon. How about a new Thanksgiving tradition?
1- Also loved this post.
2- Second Billy’s comment about the buttermilk cake recipe.
3- Every time I make this (at least 5 times last winter!) I have a really hard time not making the meat too tough. Any recommendations?
4- I love you tons and miss your mama.
1. Thank you, Mrs. Fingerman
2. Look for it in December
3. You’re not cooking the soup long enough or you’re using the wrong cut of meat. Get a chuck roast – it’s a tough cut naturally but it is marbled and will break down after lots of cooking. Trim off the tough, sinewy parts when you’re cubing it and let it cook for at least 8 hours if not the full 12. If that doesn’t work, then I stumped. Let me know
4. I love you too and ditto. Talk about people she would have been proud of – she would be beside herself with all you’ve accomplished and that awesome hubby you scored. And your choice of reverends for the wedding, of course.
Molly, The tears are flowing as I read your blog. Good gracious I miss your Mom all the time. She taught me so much about cooking and made the kitchen and living life so much fun. One of my favorite memories is about our buying birthday cakes in Temple Terrace when one of us was having a bad day. Of course you, Billy, Amy G and Amy W and Michelle were a part of this.(No Jode at this time.) We never ate the whole cake without sharing with our precious children. But, we always ate the cake without slicing and with spoons for each of us. Bad days comforted with a sweet b-cake! She was one of a kind and made a huge difference in my life and the life of my children!
Nancy – it’s so wonderful to hear from you! I love the birthday cake story. I know how much you meant to her too and remember fondly being sure not to interrupt when you two were on the phone! I hope to see you again sometime soon.
Molly,
What a great blog and what a wonderful tribute to your Mom! She would be so proud!
She was an *extraordinary* person…mother, cook, friend, etc, etc…. the list goes on and on! I miss her so much! I still have my copy of “Thyme-Less Culinary Traditions” *From the Heart of Carol Garvin* she gave me. Granted, her incredible skills in the kitchen never transferred well to me (my “world-famous” … okay, “Molly G famous” grilled cheese sandwiches aside!) but she taught me so, so much more about life!
I look forward to reading each and every blog you post Molly! **** and… Happy, Happy Birthday Dear Carol! Love and Miss You!!!*
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