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Cabbage Soup -- The Warmth We Make From What's Left Behind

The week after Thanksgiving. Leftovers. Turkey soup from the carcass, because the carcass is a gift and waste is a sin, and the sin feels bigger now, more urgent, because Larry wasted nothing and Larry is gone and I will honor his memory by wasting nothing, by using every bone, by making soup from the things other people throw away.

The turkey soup was the best I have ever made. I do not know why. Same recipe: bones, water, onion, carrots, celery, salt, peppercorns. Simmer for three hours. Strain. Add back the meat and egg noodles. But the soup was different this year. Richer. Deeper. As if the broth knew something I did not, as if the simmering had extracted not just flavor but feeling, and the feeling was love, and the love was Larry, and the soup held him the way the kitchen holds him, which is everywhere, in everything, forever.

I brought soup to Gayle. She was sitting at her table, the same place I found her two weeks ago, the same place I will find her next week and the week after, because Gayle does not leave her kitchen anymore. The kitchen is where Larry is. The kitchen is where the recipe cards are and the coffee cups and the smell of forty years of dinners, and Gayle is not leaving.

She ate the soup and said it is the best you have ever made. I said I do not know why. She said I do. I said why. She said because you need it to be. And she was right. She is always right, my mother, about the things that matter most. The soup was good because I needed it to be good, because good soup was the only thing I could offer the world right now, and the world accepted it, and the acceptance was enough.

Fried stuffing for breakfast on Sunday. The tradition continues. Tyler ate three servings. Justin ate two. Josie ate eggs and ignored the stuffing. Amber helped me make it. We stood at the stove, shoulder to shoulder, and the butter sizzled and the stuffing crisped and the kitchen was warm, and Amber said I miss Grandpa. I said me too. She said the stuffing smells like Thanksgiving. I said it smells like home. She said those are the same thing. She is right. They are the same thing. They have always been the same thing.

The turkey soup fed us for days, but by the end of the week the carcass was spent and the noodles were gone, and still the need to make something warm and whole remained. Cabbage soup is what I reach for when I want to honor the spirit of Larry’s kitchen—simple ingredients, nothing wasted, everything coaxed into something greater than the sum of its parts. It is the kind of soup he would have eaten at the table without ceremony, just gratitude, and that is exactly why I keep making it.

Cabbage Soup

Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 45 minutes | Total Time: 1 hour | Servings: 8

Ingredients

  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 1 medium yellow onion, diced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 3 medium carrots, sliced into rounds
  • 3 stalks celery, chopped
  • 1 small head green cabbage, cored and roughly chopped
  • 1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, with juices
  • 6 cups low-sodium chicken or vegetable broth
  • 1 teaspoon salt, plus more to taste
  • 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
  • 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes (optional)
  • 1 bay leaf
  • 2 tablespoons fresh parsley, chopped, for serving

Instructions

  1. Sauté the aromatics. Heat olive oil in a large pot or Dutch oven over medium heat. Add onion and celery and cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, about 5 minutes. Add garlic and cook 1 minute more until fragrant.
  2. Add the vegetables. Stir in the carrots, cabbage, diced tomatoes with their juices, salt, pepper, paprika, and red pepper flakes if using. Stir to combine.
  3. Add broth and simmer. Pour in the broth and add the bay leaf. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat, then reduce heat to low. Cover and simmer for 30–35 minutes, until the cabbage is tender and the flavors have melded.
  4. Adjust and finish. Remove the bay leaf. Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed. Ladle into bowls and top with fresh parsley before serving.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 85 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 2g | Carbs: 14g | Fiber: 4g | Sodium: 420mg

Brenda Novak
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Brenda Novak
Week 140 of Brenda’s 30-year story · Grand Island, Nebraska
Brenda is a forty-eight-year-old long-haul trucker and mom of two from Grand Island, Nebraska, who cooks on the road with a crockpot plugged into her semi's cigarette lighter. She lost her sister to domestic violence and carries that loss quietly. She writes for the working moms who are gone a lot and feel guilty about it. The food you leave in the fridge for your kids when you are on a haul? That is love, packed in Tupperware.

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