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Pumpkin Harvest Beef Stew — Mom’s Freezer, Eight Days Left, and the Warmth That Holds You

Eight days until Ryan comes home. I'm counting hours now. Not days. Hours. One hundred and ninety-two hours until he walks through that door and the deployment is over and I'm not alone anymore. Caleb is seven weeks old and has started smiling. Not gas smiles — real smiles, the kind that light up his whole face and make his eyes crinkle and I swear he has Ryan's smile, which is unfair because Ryan isn't here to see it. I took a video and sent it to Okinawa and Ryan called back within five minutes and said, 'Play it again,' so I held the phone up and Caleb smiled at the camera and Ryan said something I couldn't hear because his voice broke. The smiling helps. It helps with the 4 PM thing. Because you can't be completely empty when a baby smiles at you. You can be tired and sad and gray, but the smile is a crack in the gray, and sometimes the crack is enough to let something in. Jen noticed. She came over Wednesday with Dylan and a box of donuts and she sat on the couch and said, very directly, very Jen: 'Rachel. Are you okay? And don't say fine.' I opened my mouth to say fine. I closed it. I opened it again. 'I think I have postpartum depression.' The words hung in the room. Jen didn't flinch. She didn't look surprised. She looked at me with the steady, unflinching eyes of a woman who expected this. 'I had it too,' she said. 'After Dylan. For six months. I didn't tell anyone until I almost —' She stopped. 'I didn't tell anyone for too long. You're telling someone now. That's good. That's the first step.' 'What's the second step?' 'You call the base clinic tomorrow and you make an appointment and you tell them what you told me.' 'Abernathy women are strong, Jen.' 'Abernathy women are strong enough to ask for help. That's the strongest thing there is.' I cried. Jen held me. Dylan ate a donut off the floor (Jen's parenting philosophy: if it falls on the floor and the kid picks it up in under five seconds, it's still food). I made an appointment. Thursday morning. The base clinic. I'm going. I heated up Mom's beef stew from the freezer tonight. The label said '350° for 20 min.' The stew was warm and thick and tasted like Mom's kitchen and I ate it and called Mom and said, 'I love you,' and she said, 'I love you too, what's wrong?' and I said, 'Nothing. Just wanted to say it.' And she said, 'Eat your dinner, Rachel,' which is love. Eight days. The appointment is Thursday. The stew is warm. Abernathy women are strong enough to ask for help.

Mom’s handwriting on that freezer label — 350° for 20 min — was its own kind of love letter, the kind that doesn’t ask anything of you except to turn on the oven. The stew she sent was built around pumpkin and root vegetables and beef that had been given time to become something tender and deep, and eating it that night felt like sitting in her kitchen even from three states away. If you want to make this for yourself, or label a container for someone who’s counting down hours instead of days, this is the one — it holds up beautifully in the freezer and tastes even better when someone else made it for you.

Pumpkin Harvest Beef Stew

Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 2 hrs | Total Time: 2 hrs 20 min | Servings: 8

Ingredients

  • 2 lbs beef chuck roast, cut into 1-inch cubes
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
  • 1 medium yellow onion, diced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 3 tablespoons tomato paste
  • 3 cups beef broth
  • 1 can (15 oz) pumpkin puree (not pie filling)
  • 3 medium carrots, peeled and sliced into rounds
  • 3 medium Yukon Gold potatoes, cut into 1-inch chunks
  • 2 celery stalks, sliced
  • 1 teaspoon dried thyme
  • 1 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/2 teaspoon dried rosemary
  • 1 bay leaf
  • 1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch + 2 tablespoons cold water (optional, for thickening)

Instructions

  1. Brown the beef. Pat beef cubes dry and season with salt and pepper. Heat olive oil in a large Dutch oven or heavy pot over medium-high heat. Working in batches, sear beef on all sides until deeply browned, about 3–4 minutes per batch. Transfer to a plate and set aside.
  2. Soften the aromatics. Reduce heat to medium. Add onion to the same pot and cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, about 4 minutes. Add garlic and cook 1 minute more. Stir in tomato paste and cook for 2 minutes until it darkens slightly.
  3. Build the stew base. Pour in beef broth and stir to scrape up any browned bits from the bottom of the pot. Stir in pumpkin puree, Worcestershire sauce, thyme, paprika, rosemary, and bay leaf until well combined.
  4. Simmer low and slow. Return the browned beef to the pot along with any accumulated juices. Add carrots, potatoes, and celery. Bring to a boil, then reduce heat to low, cover, and simmer for 1 hour 30 minutes, stirring occasionally, until beef is fork-tender and vegetables are soft.
  5. Thicken if desired. If you prefer a thicker stew, whisk together cornstarch and cold water in a small bowl, then stir into the simmering stew. Cook uncovered for an additional 10 minutes, stirring, until stew reaches your preferred consistency.
  6. Finish and serve. Remove bay leaf. Taste and adjust seasoning with additional salt and pepper as needed. Ladle into bowls and serve with crusty bread or a warm dinner roll.
  7. To freeze. Cool completely, then portion into freezer-safe containers. Label with the date and reheating instructions (350°F for 20 minutes covered, or stovetop over medium-low until heated through). Keeps up to 3 months.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 310 | Protein: 28g | Fat: 11g | Carbs: 24g | Fiber: 4g | Sodium: 520mg

Rachel Abernathy
About the cook who shared this
Rachel Abernathy
Week 146 of Rachel’s 30-year story · San Diego, California
Rachel is a twenty-eight-year-old Marine wife and mom of two who has moved five times in six years and learned to cook a Thanksgiving dinner with half her cookware still in boxes. She married young, survived postpartum depression, and feeds her family of four on a junior Marine's salary with a freezer full of pre-made meals and a crockpot that has never let her down. She writes for the military spouses who are cooking dinner alone in base housing and wondering if they're enough. You are.

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