The waiting is killing me. I know it's coming. He knows I know it's coming. We both know the other knows. It's the world's worst-kept secret and also the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me, and I'm walking around the bookstore with a face that Carla described as 'unhinged' and Dana described as 'concerning' and Keisha described as 'RACHEL IS GETTING ENGAGED AND I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW BUT I KNOW.'
Keisha knows because I told her. I had to tell someone or I was going to explode. She screamed for approximately forty-five seconds and then said, 'When?' and I said, 'I don't know,' and she said, 'HOW do you not KNOW?' and I said, 'Because he hasn't ASKED yet, Keisha, he just TOLD me he's GOING to ask,' and she said, 'Military men' with the exasperated fondness of a woman who grew up around them.
I called Megan. This was a mistake. Megan said, 'Rachel, you're nineteen. You've known him for three months. This is —'
'Four months.'
'FOUR months. That's nothing. You don't even —'
'Mom and Dad got engaged after four months.'
Silence. Megan cannot argue with the parental precedent. It's her only weakness.
'Just... be sure,' she said. Quieter. Less Megan.
'I'm sure.'
'You're sure at nineteen.'
'I'm sure at nineteen. The same way Mom was sure at twenty. The same way Grandma was sure at eighteen. Abernathy women are sure.'
Megan sighed. 'You're impossible.' But she said it with love. Grudging, worried, big-sister love.
Mom has been suspiciously calm about all of this. She goes about her cooking and her cleaning and her church activities with the serene detachment of a woman who has already processed every possible emotion and come out the other side. She hasn't mentioned Ryan's call to Dad since the apple crisp night. She hasn't asked about my plans. She hasn't said 'be careful' again.
But she's cooking Ryan's favorites when he visits. His favorites — not just the family's. She noticed that he likes her chicken and dumplings and her meatloaf and her brownies. She makes them when he's coming. Without being asked. Without commenting.
Donna Abernathy is preparing for a son-in-law. She's doing it the way she prepares for everything: through food, through quiet competence, through the kitchen.
Tonight she made her chicken potpie. 'Just because,' she said. Just because. Just because her youngest daughter is about to be proposed to by a Marine from Ohio and the world is changing and the only thing you can control is what's on the table.
I ate two slices. I'm sure. I'm so sure it scares me.
Any day now.
Mom didn’t say a word while she ladled it out — she didn’t have to. That’s the whole thing about Donna Abernathy: the pot pie, the chicken and dumplings, and now this soup are her vocabulary for the moments language falls short. I’ve been thinking about that bowl all week, and I finally wrote down what I know of her method so I can make it myself someday — in my own kitchen, wherever that turns out to be. If you’re in a season of waiting, of knowing something wonderful is coming but not quite yet, make this. It tastes like being held.
Creamy Chicken Gnocchi Soup
Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 30 min | Total Time: 40 min | Servings: 6
Ingredients
- 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 1 medium yellow onion, finely diced
- 3 medium carrots, peeled and sliced into thin coins
- 3 stalks celery, diced
- 4 cloves garlic, minced
- 1/3 cup all-purpose flour
- 4 cups low-sodium chicken broth
- 2 cups whole milk
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 3 cups cooked rotisserie chicken, shredded
- 1 (16 oz) package potato gnocchi
- 2 cups fresh baby spinach, loosely packed
- 1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves (or 1/2 teaspoon dried)
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- Salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste
- Freshly grated Parmesan, for serving (optional)
Instructions
- Sauté the vegetables. In a large heavy-bottomed pot or Dutch oven, melt the butter with the olive oil over medium heat. Add the onion, carrots, and celery and cook, stirring occasionally, until softened and the onion is translucent, about 6–8 minutes. Add the garlic and cook 1 minute more, until fragrant.
- Build the base. Sprinkle the flour over the vegetables and stir to coat. Cook for 1–2 minutes to eliminate the raw flour taste.
- Add the liquids. Slowly pour in the chicken broth, whisking as you go to prevent lumps. Stir in the milk and heavy cream. Add the thyme and garlic powder. Raise the heat to medium-high and bring to a gentle simmer, stirring frequently.
- Add the chicken and gnocchi. Stir in the shredded chicken and the gnocchi. Simmer uncovered for 5–7 minutes, stirring occasionally, until the gnocchi are tender and cooked through and the soup has thickened.
- Wilt the spinach. Remove from heat and fold in the baby spinach. Let it sit for 1–2 minutes until just wilted. Season generously with salt and pepper.
- Serve. Ladle into bowls and top with freshly grated Parmesan if desired. Best served immediately, though it keeps refrigerated for up to 3 days — reheat gently over low heat, adding a splash of broth to loosen.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 480 | Protein: 30g | Fat: 22g | Carbs: 40g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 760mg
About the cook who shared this
Rachel Abernathy
Week 82 of Rachel’s 30-year story
· San Diego, California
Rachel is a twenty-eight-year-old Marine wife and mom of two who has moved five times in six years and learned to cook a Thanksgiving dinner with half her cookware still in boxes. She married young, survived postpartum depression, and feeds her family of four on a junior Marine's salary with a freezer full of pre-made meals and a crockpot that has never let her down. She writes for the military spouses who are cooking dinner alone in base housing and wondering if they're enough. You are.