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Lemon Basil Carrots — The Simple Side That Held the Evening Together

Three months. The three-month mark. People say grief comes in waves. That's wrong. Grief is the ocean. The waves are the moments of not-grief — the brief, unexpected moments when you forget, when you laugh at the dog, when the tomato is ripe and you eat it standing in the garden and for three seconds the world is just a tomato and not a loss. The waves are the not-grief. The ocean is always there. I'm learning to swim in it. Not well. Not gracefully. But I'm in the water and I'm moving and the moving is the thing. The lockdown is easing slightly. The Damiano Center reopened for limited operations. I went on Thursday. I made wild rice soup — fifty gallons, the first time in three months. Gerald was there. He looked at me across the serving counter and he said, "Welcome back, Linda." I said, "Thank you, Gerald." He said, "The soup was missed." I said, "The soup missed being made." The soup missed being made. The sentence surprised me because it was true and because it implied that the soup has feelings, which it doesn't, but the making of the soup has feelings, and the making missed being made. The purpose of the Thursday soup — the fifty gallons, the faces, the serving — is part of my identity that the lockdown took and that I'm taking back. Gerald ate two bowls. He said, "How's your husband?" He doesn't know. Three months and Gerald doesn't know. I said, "He passed away. In March." Gerald put down his spoon. He looked at me for a long time. Then he said, "And you're here making soup." I said, "Yes." He said, "Of course you are." Of course I am. Of course. Because the soup is the thing. The soup has always been the thing. The soup is how I love people I can see and people I can't and people who are here and people who aren't. I went home and I made dinner: grilled walleye. The first fish of the season, from the Park Point smokehouse. I grilled it on the back deck with lemon and dill and I ate it at the table, two places set, and the fish was good and the evening was long and the light was golden and June in Duluth is still June in Duluth even when the heart is broken. Three months. The ocean is there. The waves come. The soup is made. The fish is grilled. The light is golden. I'm swimming. Not well. Not gracefully. But swimming.

That evening on the back deck, the walleye didn’t need much — it never does when the fish is good and the light is already doing the work. What it needed was something on the plate beside it that was equally honest: just a vegetable, just a little lemon, just an herb that smelled like summer. These lemon basil carrots were exactly that. I’ve made them a dozen times since, because some recipes earn their place not by being complicated but by being exactly right when you need them to be.

Lemon Basil Carrots

Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 15 min | Total Time: 25 min | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 1 lb carrots, peeled and sliced into 1/4-inch coins
  • 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
  • 1 teaspoon lemon zest
  • 1 teaspoon honey
  • 1/4 cup fresh basil leaves, thinly sliced
  • 1/4 teaspoon kosher salt, plus more to taste
  • 1/8 teaspoon black pepper
  • 2 tablespoons water

Instructions

  1. Slice the carrots. Peel and cut carrots into even 1/4-inch rounds so they cook at the same rate. Uniform slices matter here — it’s a simple dish, so the small things show.
  2. Steam-sauté in butter. Melt butter in a wide skillet over medium heat. Add carrots and 2 tablespoons of water. Cover and cook for 8–10 minutes, stirring once halfway through, until carrots are just tender when pierced with a fork.
  3. Add the lemon and honey. Uncover the pan and increase heat to medium-high. Add lemon juice, lemon zest, and honey. Toss to coat and cook uncovered for 3–4 minutes, stirring occasionally, until the liquid reduces to a light glaze and the carrots are lightly caramelized at the edges.
  4. Season and finish with basil. Remove from heat. Season with salt and pepper. Add the sliced fresh basil and toss gently. The basil should wilt just slightly from the residual heat — not cook down, just soften and bloom.
  5. Serve immediately. Transfer to a serving dish and add a few extra basil leaves on top if you like. Best eaten right away while the lemon is bright and the basil is fresh.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 95 | Protein: 1g | Fat: 6g | Carbs: 11g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 180mg

Linda Johansson
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Linda Johansson
Week 221 of Linda’s 30-year story · Duluth, Minnesota
Linda is a sixty-three-year-old retired nurse from Duluth, Minnesota, living alone in the house where she raised her children and said goodbye to her husband. She lost Paul to ALS in 2020 after two years of watching the kindest man she'd ever known lose everything but his dignity. She cooks Scandinavian comfort food and Minnesota hotdish and the pot roast Paul loved, and she sets two places at the table out of habit because it makes her feel less alone. Every recipe she writes is a person she's loved.

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