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Mexican Beef & Pasta -- The Night Second Place Tasted Like First

The world is changing. The coronavirus is no longer far away — it's in the United States, it's on every news channel, it's in the word "pandemic" which I keep hearing and which sounds like something from a movie, not from a Tuesday in Idaho. Dr. Pham held a staff meeting to discuss clinic protocols. We're not shutting down — animals still get sick, animals still need care — but we're preparing. Masks. Sanitizer. Social distancing in the waiting room. The language of precaution that will become, I suspect, the language of daily life.

I'm not afraid. Not of the virus specifically — I survived cancer. A respiratory virus, while serious, does not rank on my personal fear scale the way a mammogram does. But I'm watchful. I'm paying attention. I'm the kind of person who pays attention now — cancer made me that person, the person who notices when the world shifts and prepares accordingly. The freezer is stocked. The pantry is full. The garden is planted (early spring crops, the cold-hardy ones). I'm ready for whatever comes because I've been ready since I sat on a kitchen floor in 2016 and decided to fight.

Lily's show was Saturday. Walk-trot-canter, twelve riders, a bigger field than last time. She and Pepper entered the ring and my heart was in my throat, the way it always is when my child does something brave in front of judges. She rode well. Not perfectly — her transition from trot to canter was slightly late, and Pepper spooked at a banner outside the ring. But she recovered. She recovered beautifully, the way a rider recovers — not by fighting but by breathing, by softening, by letting the horse know she's still there. She placed second. Red ribbon. Not first.

She was quiet in the car. Not angry — processing. Then she said, "I made a mistake in the canter transition." I said, "I know." She said, "Next time I won't." I said, "I know." She said nothing else. She held her red ribbon and looked out the window and I saw on her face the particular expression of a competitor learning that second place is not failure — it's information. It's the map to first. And Lily always reads the map.

I made comfort food that evening. Mac and cheese, from scratch, Lily's perennial favorite. She ate it quietly, processing, and then she said, "This is good, Mama," and I said, "Thanks, baby," and she said, "Better than second place," and we both laughed, and the laughter was the healing, and the mac and cheese was the medicine, and the evening was gentle.

That evening I actually made mac and cheese — Lily’s classic request — but this Mexican Beef & Pasta is the dish I reach for when the week calls for something with a little more grit, a little more spice, and the same deep-down warmth that turns a hard day into a good memory. It’s the kind of meal you stir slowly while the house gets quiet, the kind that fills every corner of the kitchen with something that smells like everything is going to be okay. With the world shifting and Lily already charting her course back to first, we needed comfort food that showed up with its sleeves rolled up — and this one always does.

Mexican Beef & Pasta

Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 30 min | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 1 lb lean ground beef
  • 1 medium onion, chopped
  • 1 green bell pepper, chopped
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1 packet (1 oz) taco seasoning
  • 1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, undrained
  • 1 can (10 oz) diced tomatoes with green chiles (such as Ro-Tel), undrained
  • 2 cups low-sodium beef broth
  • 2 cups elbow macaroni, uncooked
  • 1 cup frozen corn
  • 1 can (15 oz) black beans, drained and rinsed
  • 1 cup shredded Mexican-blend cheese
  • Salt and pepper to taste
  • Sour cream, sliced green onions, and fresh cilantro for topping (optional)

Instructions

  1. Brown the beef. In a large deep skillet or Dutch oven over medium-high heat, cook the ground beef, onion, and bell pepper until beef is no longer pink, about 6–8 minutes. Drain excess fat. Add the garlic and cook 1 minute more.
  2. Season. Sprinkle taco seasoning over the beef mixture and stir to coat evenly.
  3. Add liquids and pasta. Stir in both cans of diced tomatoes and the beef broth. Bring to a boil, then add the dry elbow macaroni. Stir to combine.
  4. Simmer. Reduce heat to medium, cover, and cook for 10–12 minutes, stirring occasionally, until the pasta is tender and most of the liquid is absorbed.
  5. Add beans and corn. Stir in the black beans and frozen corn. Cook uncovered for 2–3 minutes until heated through. Season with salt and pepper to taste.
  6. Melt the cheese. Sprinkle shredded cheese over the top of the skillet, cover for 1–2 minutes, and let it melt. Serve directly from the pan with sour cream, green onions, and cilantro if desired.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 420 | Protein: 28g | Fat: 14g | Carbs: 46g | Fiber: 7g | Sodium: 780mg

Heather Dawson
About the cook who shared this
Heather Dawson
Week 203 of Heather’s 30-year story · Boise, Idaho
Heather is a forty-two-year-old vet tech, divorced single mom, and cancer survivor who grew up on a cattle ranch in southern Idaho. She beat Stage II breast cancer at thirty-two, lost her marriage six months later, and rebuilt her life around her two kids, her three-legged pit bull, and her mother's cinnamon roll recipe. She cooks ranch food on a vet tech's budget and doesn't sugarcoat anything — except the cinnamon rolls.

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