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New Potatoes — What Ma’s Boiled Dinner Left Behind

The second six-week cycle ended Tuesday. Bernadette asked who is coming back. Five of us said yes. The other two are taking a break, which is healthy. Bernadette said rest is also a stage.

Clinic was hard Thursday — a 4-month-old in for a well-baby check who turned out to have a murmur I was uncertain about. I called peds cards at Children's, got him in Friday morning. Innocent murmur, they said Friday afternoon. The baby is fine. The parents were terrified Thursday night. I called them Friday after the specialist called me. The mother cried on the phone and thanked me. I said you are welcome. This is the work.

Liam's 1st grade has parent-teacher conferences next week. Mrs. Keogh set ours for Thursday 3:15. I will take an hour off. She said it will be a good meeting. I believe her but I will still be nervous.

Nora's pre-K is running smoothly. Miss Rivera said Nora is a leader in the classroom. I laughed. I said she leads our household too. Miss Rivera laughed. We are in sync about Nora.

Group Tuesday, last of cycle. I said my year-end summary: I started the cycle nine months into widowhood, I am finishing more than a year in. I am still sad. I am also living. Bernadette said that is the answer. One of the new members (second cycle for her) said I hope I can say that in a year. I said you will. Then I thought, I do not know that. But I said it anyway.

Saturday pancakes. Burned the first one. Liam wants a pet. He asked again. I said not yet. He said when. I said when I can afford the vet bills and you can walk it. He said I can walk it. I said we will see.

Sunday dinner at Southie. Ma made boiled dinner — corned beef, cabbage, carrots, potatoes. It is fall now. Corned beef is a winter thing, usually, but Ma sometimes does it early when she is thinking about Dad's mother who was from County Cork. Nobody complained.

Food of the week: boiled dinner. Corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, carrots. Salt and pepper. Mustard on the side. A Southie staple.

Ma’s boiled dinner Sunday — the corned beef, the cabbage, all of it — reminded me that some food doesn’t need a reason beyond the season and who you’re thinking about. The potatoes were what I kept coming back to, soft and salted and honest. So this week I made a simpler version at home, just for us, just new potatoes with butter and herbs — the kind of thing that works on a Saturday morning after you’ve burned the first pancake and the kids are already asking for a dog.

New Potatoes

Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 20 min | Total Time: 30 min | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 1 1/2 lbs small new potatoes, scrubbed and halved
  • 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
  • 2 tablespoons fresh parsley, chopped
  • 1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves (or 1/4 teaspoon dried)
  • Optional: flaky sea salt for finishing

Instructions

  1. Boil the potatoes. Place halved new potatoes in a medium saucepan and cover with cold salted water. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat and cook 12–15 minutes, until just fork-tender. Drain and set aside.
  2. Build the pan. In a large skillet over medium heat, melt butter with olive oil. Add garlic and cook 1 minute, stirring, until fragrant but not browned.
  3. Finish the potatoes. Add drained potatoes to the skillet, cut-side down. Season with salt and pepper. Cook undisturbed 3–4 minutes until lightly golden on the cut side. Toss gently and cook another 2 minutes.
  4. Add the herbs. Remove from heat. Stir in parsley and thyme. Taste and adjust salt. Finish with a pinch of flaky sea salt if you have it.
  5. Serve. Transfer to a bowl or plate. These are good hot, and honestly fine at room temperature too.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 195 | Protein: 3g | Fat: 9g | Carbs: 27g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 310mg

Kate Donovan
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Kate Donovan
Week 446 of Kate’s 30-year story · Boston, Massachusetts
Kate is a thirty-five-year-old nurse practitioner in Boston and a widowed mother of two whose husband Sean died of brain cancer at thirty-three. She makes Irish soda bread and beef stew and shepherd's pie because the recipes are all she has left of a man who was supposed to grow old with her. She writes about cooking through grief and finding out you can still feed your children on the worst day of your life.

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