October approaches and Zaria is one month old. She has settled into a pattern — if you can call the semi-predictable chaos of a newborn a pattern — where she feeds every three hours, sleeps in two-hour stretches, and is awake and alert for about an hour between sleeps. During the alert times, she is watchful and serious, studying faces and light and movement with an intensity that suggests she is cataloging the world. Mama says she looks like a thinker. Dad says she looks like trouble. Both are probably right.
My birthday is next week. I will be twenty-eight. I do not feel twenty-eight. I feel forty-five. The combination of overtime, a newborn, a toddler, and a marriage that is running on fumes has aged me in ways that are not visible but deeply felt. My body is tired in places that sleep cannot reach. My mind is a spreadsheet that never balances. My heart is full in a way that does not require math — two children, two small lives that I am responsible for, two reasons to keep going when going is the last thing I want to do.
Brianna's mother-in-law tension with Mama has escalated. Not to open warfare — the Carter women are too civilized for that — but to a cold war of competing grandmotherly authority. Gloria brings organic baby formula. Mama says breast milk is better and formula is "for people who do not try hard enough" (Mama has opinions about formula that were formed in the 1980s and have not been updated). Gloria rearranges the nursery. Mama puts everything back. Gloria buys Aiden toys. Mama says Aiden has too many toys. I am Switzerland in this conflict: neutral, surrounded by mountains of tension, and hoping everyone will just eat the chocolate and calm down.
I made chili this week. Real chili, not from a packet. Ground beef, canned tomatoes, kidney beans, onion, garlic, chili powder, cumin, salt, pepper. I browned the beef with the onions and garlic, added the rest, and simmered it for an hour. The apartment smelled like a home. Not Mama's home — my home. My chili, my smell, my family eating something I made from ingredients I chose and combined with my own hands. It was good. Not great — the seasoning needed more cumin and less chili powder — but good. Brianna ate a bowl and Aiden ate a bowl (no beans, he picked them all out) and I ate two bowls and felt something that I am going to call progress. Because that is what it is.
The chili was good—not great, and I know why now—but what it taught me was that simmering something from scratch, letting it fill the apartment with a smell that was mine, was the thing I had been missing without knowing it. This Beef and Guinness Stew is where that instinct goes when it wants to grow up a little: same patience, same one-pot honesty, but deeper and slower, with a richness that matches the weight of the weeks I’ve been carrying. Brianna and Aiden ate the chili. This one—this is for me, too.
Beef and Guinness Stew
Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 1 hr 45 min | Total Time: 2 hrs 5 min | Servings: 6
Ingredients
- 2 lbs beef chuck, cut into 1-inch cubes
- 1 bottle (14.9 oz) Guinness stout
- 2 cups beef broth
- 1 large yellow onion, diced
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 3 medium carrots, sliced into rounds
- 3 medium Yukon Gold potatoes, cubed
- 2 tablespoons tomato paste
- 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 1 teaspoon dried thyme
- 1 bay leaf
- 1 teaspoon salt, plus more to taste
- 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
- Fresh parsley, chopped, for garnish
Instructions
- Season and sear the beef. Pat the beef cubes dry and season generously with salt and pepper. Heat 1 tablespoon of olive oil in a large heavy-bottomed pot or Dutch oven over medium-high heat. Working in two batches, brown the beef on all sides, about 3—4 minutes per batch. Transfer to a plate and set aside. Do not crowd the pan—browning, not steaming, is what builds the flavor.
- Soften the aromatics. Reduce heat to medium. Add the remaining tablespoon of olive oil to the pot. Add the diced onion and cook, stirring occasionally, until softened and translucent, about 5 minutes. Add the garlic and cook for another minute until fragrant.
- Build the base. Stir in the tomato paste and flour, coating the onions and garlic evenly. Cook for 1—2 minutes, stirring constantly, to cook out the raw flour taste.
- Deglaze with Guinness. Pour in the Guinness and use a wooden spoon to scrape up any browned bits from the bottom of the pot. Those bits are flavor—don’t leave them behind. Let the beer come to a simmer for 2 minutes.
- Add the broth and beef. Pour in the beef broth and return the seared beef to the pot. Add the thyme and bay leaf. Bring to a boil, then reduce heat to low, cover, and simmer for 45 minutes.
- Add the vegetables. Stir in the carrots and potatoes. Cover and continue simmering over low heat for another 45—55 minutes, until the beef is fork-tender and the vegetables are cooked through. Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed.
- Finish and serve. Remove the bay leaf. Ladle into bowls and top with fresh parsley. Serve with crusty bread if you have it. Sit down. Eat it while it’s hot.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 415 | Protein: 36g | Fat: 15g | Carbs: 27g | Fiber: 4g | Sodium: 530mg
About the cook who shared this
DeShawn Carter
Week 79 of DeShawn’s 30-year story
· Detroit, Michigan
DeShawn is a thirty-six-year-old single dad, auto plant worker, and a man who didn't learn to cook until his wife left and his five-year-old asked, "Daddy, can you cook something?" He called his mama, who came over with two bags of groceries and spent six months teaching him the basics. Now he's the dad at the cookout who brings the ribs, the guy at the plant whose leftover gumbo starts fights, and living proof that it's never too late to learn.