Valentine's Day. The kids were not here (Brianna's week), so Valentine's Day was just me, the apartment, and a steak I cooked for myself. Ribeye, cast-iron, garlic butter. The same steak I have been making for years, but this time cooked for one, eaten at the table for one, enjoyed by one. There is a specific kind of peace in cooking for yourself on Valentine's Day when you are divorced. It is the peace of sufficiency — I am enough. The food I make is enough. The table for one is enough. I do not need a valentine. I need a good steak and the knowledge that I can provide it for myself.
I have been thinking about Jerome's offer. The partnership. The money. The restaurant. The risk. If Jerome and I combine resources — his savings and mine — we might have enough for a down payment on a small space. Not enough to open. But enough to start. Enough to sign a lease, enough to say "this is the location," enough to make the dream physical instead of theoretical.
The Livernois-McNichols corridor keeps coming up in my research. It is a neighborhood in recovery — not gentrified, not polished, but investing in itself in the way that Detroit neighborhoods do: slowly, from the inside, with local businesses and local money and the stubborn belief that the neighborhood deserves better. A soul food restaurant in that corridor would be both a business and a statement: we are here, we are cooking, we are feeding our people.
I drove through the corridor on Saturday. Just drove. Looking at storefronts. Some empty, some occupied, some somewhere in between. I saw a small storefront — maybe thirty seats if you squeezed — with a "For Lease" sign in the window. I did not stop. I did not call the number. But I memorized the address. The address is in my phone now, sitting next to the grocery list and the kids' school schedule and the contact information for the people who have asked me to cater their events.
The address is waiting. The food is ready. The man is almost ready. Almost.
I cooked a ribeye that night, but when I sat down at that table for one and felt the weight of everything — the corridor, the storefront address sitting in my phone, Jerome’s offer hanging in the air — I kept coming back to this recipe. Lamb chops carry the same spirit: intentional, a little indulgent, the kind of thing you make when you want to honor yourself or someone you love. Whether you’re cooking for a partner or proving something quiet and true to yourself, these chops deliver. The man who can cook this well for one is almost ready to cook for a whole neighborhood.
Best-Ever Lamb Chops for 2
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 15 minutes | Total Time: 25 minutes | Servings: 2
Ingredients
- 4 bone-in lamb loin chops (about 1 inch thick, 6 oz each)
- 1 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
- 1/4 teaspoon dried rosemary, crushed
- 1/4 teaspoon dried thyme
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 3 tablespoons unsalted butter
- 4 cloves garlic, smashed
- 3 sprigs fresh rosemary
- 2 sprigs fresh thyme
- 1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
Instructions
- Season the chops. Pat lamb chops completely dry with paper towels. In a small bowl, combine salt, pepper, garlic powder, smoked paprika, dried rosemary, and dried thyme. Rub the spice mixture evenly over both sides of each chop. Let them rest at room temperature for 10 minutes.
- Heat the pan. Heat a large cast-iron skillet over high heat until smoking. Add olive oil and swirl to coat the pan.
- Sear the chops. Add lamb chops to the hot skillet without crowding. Sear undisturbed for 3–4 minutes until a deep brown crust forms. Flip and sear the other side for 2–3 minutes for medium-rare, or 3–4 minutes for medium.
- Baste with garlic butter. Reduce heat to medium. Add butter, smashed garlic, fresh rosemary, and fresh thyme to the skillet. As the butter melts and foams, tilt the pan and use a spoon to continuously baste the chops with the fragrant butter for 1–2 minutes.
- Rest and finish. Transfer chops to a cutting board or plate. Spoon remaining pan butter and herbs over the top. Drizzle with fresh lemon juice. Tent loosely with foil and rest for 5 minutes before serving.
- Serve. Plate two chops per person alongside your choice of roasted vegetables or mashed potatoes. Spoon any remaining pan juices over the top.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 520 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 39g | Carbs: 3g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 620mg
About the cook who shared this
DeShawn Carter
Week 278 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.