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Easy Dutch Oven Minestrone Soup — The First-Sunday-of-2019

First Sunday of 2019. The new year had arrived in the quietest possible way at our house: Mama had been at the diner for the New Year’s Eve closing shift, Cody had been asleep on the couch by ten because his TCC orientation was the next morning, and I’d been at the kitchen table working on a thank-you note to Mr. Briggs that I’d been drafting for three weeks. Midnight had come and gone with me writing and Cody snoring softly and Mama’s shift two miles up the road. Aunt Linda had texted at twelve-oh-two: “Happy New Year, Kayleedoodle. The world is your oyster.” I’d written back the same thing minus the nickname. Then I’d gone to bed.

Cody starts at TCC Tuesday night — first culinary class, fundamentals of food preparation, six to ten PM, three nights a week through April. He’d laid out his knife roll, his white chef coat (single-breasted, Egyptian cotton, two days’ pay-equivalent if he’d been working a regular wage), the spiral notebook for the lecture portion, and the eight-hundred-page textbook on the kitchen table Saturday night and stared at them for ten full minutes before he went to bed. The knife roll was the Christmas gift from Mama and Aunt Linda — the two of them had gone in together on a starter set from Mission Restaurant Supply in Tulsa: an eight-inch chef’s knife, a paring knife, a serrated bread knife, a boning knife, and a honing rod, plus the canvas roll itself. Cody had unwrapped it Christmas morning and held the chef’s knife by the handle for a long minute without saying anything before he set it back on the wrapping paper and kissed Mama on the forehead.

Sunday I made minestrone in the Dutch oven for first-Sunday-of-the-year dinner because minestrone is a soup that wants to be made on a quiet day with everything you have leftover from the previous week. The whole structure of the dish is “use what you have,” which is what minestrone has always meant in Italian kitchens — the word literally means “big soup,” and the bigness is partly volume and partly the breadth of what you’re willing to throw in. I diced four ounces of pancetta from the IGA deli (you can substitute thick-cut bacon if pancetta isn’t available, but pancetta has a less smoky and more savory flavor that fits the soup better), rendered it in the bottom of the Dutch oven over medium heat for ten minutes until the fat had pooled and the meat had crisped at the edges, and built the rest of the soup in the pancetta fat without draining off any of it.

Yellow onion, two carrots, two celery stalks — the standard mirepoix — in for ten minutes until soft. Four cloves of garlic minced, in for thirty seconds. A tablespoon of dried Italian seasoning bloomed in the fat. A can of crushed tomatoes with the juice. A quart of chicken broth. A parmesan rind from the freezer bag I’d been growing all year. Two cups of leftover-from-Christmas-Eve roasted root vegetables that hadn’t made it onto the actual Christmas Eve plates — the parsnips and rutabagas and the last few carrots, all already cooked, chopped down to half-inch dice. A can of cannellini beans drained and rinsed. A cup of small dry pasta — ditalini if you have it, small shells if you don’t — added in the last fifteen minutes so it cooks in the soup and doesn’t turn to mush by hour two. Salt, pepper, a hit of red-pepper flakes, two bay leaves. Lid on, low simmer, two hours.

The kitchen smelled like a Sunday afternoon at someone’s grandmother’s house in Bologna by the second hour. Cody came in around three, lifted the lid, dipped a wooden spoon, tasted, nodded once, and said, “That’s the kind of soup I want to learn how to teach somebody to make.”

Cody asked me Sunday afternoon, while we were both in the kitchen and I was rinsing the cutting board, what I wanted my future to look like in concrete terms — not TCC, not the four years, but beyond. He framed it as a fair question because he’d had to answer the same one for his caseworker, and answering it on paper had clarified a lot of things he’d been thinking about. I’d never been asked that question by anyone. I told him, halting and awkward and in fragments, about a small restaurant somewhere — not a giant one, not a chef-driven one, a thirty-seat one — with a wood-fired hearth in the open kitchen and a writing desk in the back office where I would write between services. He listened. He asked specific questions about the cuisine and the city and the kind of menu. He told me about his own concrete version, which he’d been holding for a year: a small cafe in Sapulpa, lunch only, six tables, weekend breakfast service for the diner regulars who’d miss Mama when she retired. Two siblings sketching futures into the kitchen air while a Dutch oven simmered behind us. That happened, on the first Sunday of 2019, at our kitchen table in Sapulpa, Oklahoma.

Pancetta fat carries the whole soup — don’t drain it. Here’s the build, with use-what-you-have notes.

Easy Dutch Oven Minestrone Soup

Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 40 min | Total Time: 55 min | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1 medium yellow onion, diced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 medium carrots, sliced into coins
  • 2 stalks celery, chopped
  • 1 medium zucchini, diced
  • 1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, undrained
  • 1 can (15 oz) cannellini beans, rinsed and drained
  • 1 can (15 oz) kidney beans, rinsed and drained
  • 4 cups vegetable broth
  • 2 cups water
  • 1 teaspoon dried oregano
  • 1 teaspoon dried basil
  • 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • Salt and black pepper to taste
  • 1 cup small pasta (ditalini or elbow), uncooked
  • 2 cups chopped fresh or frozen spinach
  • Parmesan rind (optional, for depth)

Instructions

  1. Sauté the aromatics. Heat olive oil in a large Dutch oven over medium heat. Add the onion and celery and cook for 4–5 minutes until softened. Add the garlic and cook another minute until fragrant.
  2. Add the vegetables. Stir in the carrots and zucchini. Cook for 3 minutes, stirring occasionally, until they begin to soften at the edges.
  3. Build the broth. Pour in the diced tomatoes (with their juices), vegetable broth, and water. Add the oregano, basil, smoked paprika, salt, pepper, and the Parmesan rind if using. Stir to combine.
  4. Add the beans and simmer. Stir in both cans of rinsed beans. Bring the soup to a boil, then reduce heat to medium-low. Cover and simmer for 20 minutes to let the flavors develop.
  5. Cook the pasta. Add the uncooked pasta directly to the pot. Simmer uncovered for 8–10 minutes, stirring occasionally, until the pasta is just tender. (Add a splash more water or broth if the soup thickens too much.)
  6. Finish with greens. Stir in the spinach and cook for 2 minutes until wilted. Remove the Parmesan rind if used. Taste and adjust seasoning.
  7. Serve. Ladle into bowls. Serve with crusty bread if you have it, plain if you don’t. It reheats beautifully for the next two to three days — the pasta will absorb more broth, so add a little water when reheating.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 285 | Protein: 13g | Fat: 5g | Carbs: 48g | Fiber: 10g | Sodium: 620mg

Kaylee Turner
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Kaylee Turner
Week 144 of Kaylee’s 30-year story · Tulsa, Oklahoma
Kaylee is twenty-five, married with three kids under six, and the youngest mom on the RecipeSpinoff team. She got her GED at twenty, married at nineteen, and feeds her family on whatever she can find at Dollar General and the Tulsa grocery outlet. She survived a tornado that took the roof off her apartment and discovered that you can make surprisingly good dinners with canned goods and determination. Don't underestimate her. She doesn't underestimate herself.

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