Brianna is six months pregnant and the belly is undeniable. She walks with the slight backward lean that pregnant women develop, her center of gravity shifting to accommodate the life she is building. Aiden has started talking to the belly. He says, "Hi baby," and presses his face against it, and Brianna and I look at each other over his head and feel the fullness of what we are making — not just a baby, but a family. A larger one. A more complicated one. But a family.
The baby kicks now. Brianna grabbed my hand on Tuesday night and pressed it to her belly and I felt it — a thump, like a tiny fist or foot against the wall of its world. It is the strangest, most intimate sensation: your child announcing their existence through movement, saying "I am here" from the inside. I felt it and my eyes stung. I do not cry easily, but the baby kicked and something in me loosened.
Money is tighter than I want to admit. The move, the bigger rent, the medical bills from the pregnancy (insurance covers most but not all — the copays add up), and the slow accumulation of baby supplies have put us in a position where every purchase is a negotiation. Brianna needs maternity clothes. Aiden needs summer shoes. The car needs an oil change. The credit card balance is climbing. I am picking up every overtime shift available, which means ten-hour days and Saturday shifts, which means I am tired in a way that goes beyond physical. But the alternative to tired is broke, and broke with a baby on the way is not an option.
I grilled burgers this week. Second time using the Weber. I bought ground chuck (not the cheap stuff — Jerome told me fat content matters, and 80/20 is the sweet spot), seasoned them with salt, pepper, and garlic powder (Dad's recipe, which is technically Granddad's recipe, which is technically just "salt, pepper, and garlic"), and cooked them over charcoal. They were better than the hot dogs. The patties were thick and juicy and the char was even. I served them on buns with lettuce, tomato, and American cheese. Brianna ate one and a half, which for a pregnant woman with lingering food aversions was a triumph. Aiden ate half a patty with ketchup and no bun, because Aiden has his own system and does not take input.
Mama's Sunday dinner was pot roast. Comfort food for a hot day, which makes no seasonal sense but all emotional sense. We eat what Mama makes, when she makes it, because the food is secondary to the gathering. The gathering is everything.
The burgers were the proof of concept — Jerome was right about the 80/20, and Granddad’s salt-pepper-garlic formula held up over charcoal the same way it always has. But after a week of ten-hour days and Saturday shifts, with a baby kicking through the wall of the world and a credit card balance I’m not proud of, I needed something that felt like more than just getting through. The grill was still warm, the coals still had something left, and this Grilled Steak and Corn Salad turned out to be exactly the kind of meal that made the whole stretch feel worth it — something real, something made with my hands, something the family sat down to together.
Grilled Steak and Corn Salad
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 20 minutes | Total Time: 35 minutes | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 1 1/2 lbs flank steak or skirt steak
- 3 ears fresh corn, husked
- 2 tablespoons olive oil, divided
- 1 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
- 5 oz baby arugula or mixed greens
- 1 cup cherry tomatoes, halved
- 1/2 red onion, thinly sliced
- 1/4 cup crumbled cotija or feta cheese
- 1/4 cup fresh cilantro leaves
- 2 tablespoons fresh lime juice
- 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
- 1 teaspoon honey
- Salt and pepper to taste
Instructions
- Prep the grill. Heat a charcoal or gas grill to medium-high heat (about 450°F). Make sure grates are clean and lightly oiled.
- Season the steak. Pat the steak dry with paper towels. Rub all over with 1 tablespoon olive oil, then season evenly with salt, pepper, garlic powder, and smoked paprika. Let rest at room temperature for 10 minutes while the grill heats.
- Grill the corn. Brush corn ears lightly with olive oil and place directly on the grill. Cook 10–12 minutes, turning every few minutes, until kernels are charred in spots and tender. Remove and let cool slightly, then cut kernels off the cob into a large bowl.
- Grill the steak. Place steak on the hottest part of the grill. Cook 4–5 minutes per side for medium-rare, or until internal temperature reaches 130–135°F. Transfer to a cutting board and let rest 5–7 minutes before slicing.
- Make the dressing. In a small bowl or jar, whisk together the remaining 1 tablespoon olive oil, lime juice, red wine vinegar, honey, and a pinch of salt and pepper until combined.
- Slice the steak. Cut the rested steak against the grain into thin strips, then cut strips into bite-sized pieces.
- Assemble the salad. Add arugula to the bowl with the corn. Top with cherry tomatoes, red onion, sliced steak, cotija cheese, and cilantro. Drizzle dressing over everything and toss gently to combine. Serve immediately.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 420 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 20g | Carbs: 22g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 620mg
About the cook who shared this
DeShawn Carter
Week 66 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.