Two months until retirement. The countdown is real now — visible, tangible, the number of remaining teaching days small enough to count on two hands. I am feeling everything simultaneously: relief that the dual burden of teaching and caregiving will be halved, grief that the teaching is ending, excitement about the book, terror about the book, gratitude for forty-two years, sadness about forty-two years being over, and the specific, complicated, uniquely Ruth-Feldman emotion that I can only describe as: I am putting down one heavy thing so I can pick up another heavy thing, and the putting-down and the picking-up are happening at the same time, and I am not sure which hand goes where.
I made a dinner for the support group this week — Sandra's group, the caregivers. I brought food: brisket, of course, and challah, and the rugelach, and Sandra said, "Ruth, you always bring enough food for thirty people," and I said, "There are twelve of us," and Sandra said, "And enough food for thirty," and I said, "Yes." Because the excess is the love. Because the surplus is the point. Because bringing exactly enough food is not enough; you bring more than enough, because "more than enough" is the Jewish grandmother's love language, and I will not be translated.
Doris, from the group, whose husband has Lewy body dementia, told me something this week that I will keep: "The hardest part is not the forgetting. The hardest part is remembering for both of you." She's right. I remember for both of us now — the dates, the names, the stories, the history of our life. I am the archive. I am the backup drive. I am the woman who remembers that we had our first date at a Chinese restaurant in Queens and that Marvin wore a blue tie and that the fortune cookie said "You will find happiness in an unexpected place" and that the unexpected place was each other. I remember. He does not. The remembering is my job now. I accept the assignment. I have the qualifications.
The brisket was the anchor of the meal I brought to Sandra’s group, but it’s the corned beef — sliced thick, braised low and slow until it practically sighs — that I keep coming back to in weeks like this one. There is something about a cut of meat that requires patience and time, that asks you to stay close and tend it, that feels right when you are also in the business of tending. I make enough for thirty even when there are twelve, because the corned beef, like the remembering, should never run out.
Corned Beef
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 3 hours 30 minutes | Total Time: 3 hours 45 minutes | Servings: 8
Ingredients
- 4 lbs flat-cut corned beef brisket, with spice packet
- 1 large yellow onion, quartered
- 4 cloves garlic, smashed
- 3 stalks celery, cut into thirds
- 3 medium carrots, peeled and cut into large chunks
- 2 bay leaves
- 1 tablespoon whole black peppercorns
- 1 teaspoon mustard seeds
- 1 bottle (12 oz) dark beer or 1 1/2 cups low-sodium beef broth
- Water, enough to cover the brisket by 1 inch
- 2 tablespoons whole-grain or brown mustard, for serving
Instructions
- Rinse and prep. Remove the corned beef from its packaging and rinse it well under cold water to remove excess brine. Pat dry with paper towels.
- Build the braise. Place the corned beef fat-side up in a large Dutch oven or heavy-bottomed pot. Scatter the onion, garlic, celery, and carrots around the meat. Add the bay leaves, peppercorns, mustard seeds, and the included spice packet.
- Add liquid. Pour the dark beer (or beef broth) over the meat, then add enough cold water to submerge the brisket by at least 1 inch. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat, skimming any foam that rises to the surface.
- Slow braise. Reduce the heat to low, cover tightly, and simmer gently for 3 to 3 1/2 hours, or until the meat is fork-tender and yields easily when pierced. Check occasionally and add water as needed to keep the meat submerged.
- Rest and slice. Transfer the corned beef to a cutting board and tent loosely with foil. Let rest for 15 minutes. Slice against the grain into 1/4-inch thick slices.
- Serve. Arrange on a platter with the braised carrots and serve alongside whole-grain mustard, challah, or rye bread. Ladle a little of the braising liquid over the slices to keep them moist.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 410 | Protein: 32g | Fat: 28g | Carbs: 5g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 1380mg