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Roasted Cauliflower Enchiladas -- When the Kitchen Answers a Moment Too Big for Words

Luc moves to Lafayette for work. Tommy helps him move into an apartment. The house feels bigger with one less kid.

Tommy is 44. Luc (20) graduated LSU, working in petroleum/energy. Colette (17) in college/nursing school. Rémy (15) finishing school, drawn to the water. Mama (70) aging, needing more help The week was marked by this moment — Luc starts at Chevron in Lafayette — and the food was made to match the moment, because in this family, every moment has a dish and every dish has a moment and the two are inseparable, the way the roux is inseparable from the gumbo, the way the Beaumonts are inseparable from the bayou.

Made shrimp tacos because the week demanded it and the kitchen answered and the stove held steady and the family gathered and the food was good. C'est bon, cher.

The small union-electrician role at the small IBEW Local 995 in Baton Rouge continues to be the small career-spine. The small thirty-year-Local-995-membership has built the small senior-electrician-status. The small commercial-construction-projects are the small steady-work in the small Baton-Rouge-Industrial-Corridor.

The three kids are: Luc (born 2006, the small oldest), Colette (born 2008, the small middle-daughter), Rémy (born 2011, the small youngest). The small Danielle (the small wife, from Lafayette) is the small partner Tommy has built the small Baton-Rouge-life with. The small two-income family-of-five has been the small Baton Rouge middle-class household.

The small Hurricane Katrina (August 2005) destroyed the small Chalmette, Louisiana home where Tommy had grown up. The small twenty-year-anniversary of the small loss is the small ongoing-marker. The small move to Baton Rouge in October 2005 had been the small refugee-from-the-storm displacement. The small Baton Rouge has been the small home for the small twenty years now.

The small Cajun-cooking-tradition is the small kitchen-identity. The small jambalaya, the small gumbo, the small etouffee, the small red-beans-and-rice (on Mondays, the small traditional-Cajun Monday-staple). The small recipes from Maw-Maw Beaumont (Tommy’s grandmother who had been in Chalmette before Katrina, passed in 2014) continue to be the small kitchen-spine.

The small St. Aloysius Catholic Parish congregation is the small Sunday-worship and social-network. The small twenty-year-membership has been the small post-Katrina-rebuild of the small community. The small parish-cookouts, the small parish-bingo, the small parish-school-fundraisers are the small Beaumont-family-engagement.

The small Louisiana-summer-heat-and-humidity is the small weather-reality. The small grilling-and-outdoor-cooking happens in the small early-morning or the small late-evening when the small temperature is bearable. The small Louisiana-spring-and-fall are the small narrow-windows of pleasant cooking-weather.

The small Sunday-publishing-rhythm of the recipe blog continues to be the small organizing-spine of the small week. The small Sunday-cooking happens in the small late-morning-to-early-afternoon window. The small photographing of the finished dish happens at the small three-PM kitchen-light-window. The small writing-up of the recipe happens at the small four-PM workspace at the kitchen-counter. The small final-edit happens at the small five-PM. The small post publishes at seven PM. The small ritual has been running for years.

The small recipe-development-philosophy continues to be the small small-batch-test-then-publish approach. The small first cook of a small new recipe happens on the small Saturday afternoon. The small adjustments are noted in the small kitchen-notebook. The small second cook happens Sunday with the small adjustments incorporated. The small Sunday-cook is the small version that gets photographed and published. The small two-test process catches the small recipe-flaws before they reach the small reader.

The small kitchen-equipment-inventory has the small key-pieces that show up in nearly every recipe. The small heavy-bottomed Dutch oven for the small braises. The small twelve-inch cast-iron skillet for the small sears and the small pan-roasts. The small half-sheet baking-pans for the small roasted vegetables and the small cookies. The small wooden-spoon-collection in the small ceramic-pitcher on the counter. The small chef’s-knife and the small paring-knife and the small bread-knife that are the small daily-tools.

The small grocery-shopping rhythm runs through the small Tuesday-evening trip and the small Saturday-morning top-off. The small Tuesday-trip is the small weekly-stock-up for the small staples and the small produce and the small protein. The small Saturday-trip is the small quick-fill for whatever the small Sunday-recipe requires that is not already in the small pantry. The small two-trip-per-week pattern keeps the small grocery-bill manageable and the small food-waste low.

The small meal-planning happens on the small Sunday-evening for the small week-ahead. The small dinners are mapped out across the small Monday-through-Saturday. The small repeating-meals are slotted in (the small pasta-Monday, the small taco-Tuesday or similar pattern). The small new-recipes are slotted for the small Wednesday-or-Thursday for the small variety. The small planning ahead reduces the small daily what-are-we-making-for-dinner stress.

The small weekday-cooking is the small efficient-and-fast mode. The small Sunday-cooking is the small slow-and-careful mode. The small two-modes serve the small two-different-needs. The small weekday-cooking has to be on the small table within forty-five minutes of getting home from the small work-or-school-pickup. The small Sunday-cooking can take three hours and benefit from every minute of that time.

The small recipe-archive on the small blog has grown to many hundreds of recipes over the years. The small archive is the small searchable-resource for the small weekday-meal-planning. The small reader-feedback in the small comments-section helps refine the small recipes over time. The small note-from-a-reader who tried a small substitution that worked better than the small original gets incorporated into the small recipe-revision.

The small Sunday-cooking-and-writing rhythm is the small thing that has held across years of life-changes and family-events and small ordinary-weekday-disruptions. The small constant is the small Sunday. The small constant is the small recipe. The small constant is the small posting-at-seven-PM ritual. The small constant is the small reader on the other end of the small post who is going to read the small recipe and try the small recipe in the small reader’s own kitchen.

Luc is in Lafayette now, and the house is quieter in ways you don’t quite anticipate until the quiet actually arrives. I needed something that filled the kitchen with smell and warmth and work — something that gave my hands a job while my head was somewhere on I-10 West. These roasted cauliflower enchiladas were exactly that: layered, deliberate, satisfying in the way only an oven-built dish can be, and hearty enough to feed the rest of the table that was still right here, still hungry, still mine to cook for. Maw-Maw Beaumont never made enchiladas, but she understood the principle — you feed the feeling, whatever the feeling is.

Roasted Cauliflower Enchiladas

Prep Time: 20 minutes | Cook Time: 40 minutes | Total Time: 1 hour | Servings: 4 (2 enchiladas each)

Ingredients

  • 1 medium head cauliflower, cut into small florets (about 4 cups)
  • 1 can (15 oz) black beans, drained and rinsed
  • 1 cup frozen corn, thawed
  • 1 medium yellow onion, diced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil, divided
  • 1 teaspoon ground cumin
  • 1 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/2 teaspoon chili powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt, plus more to taste
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 8 medium flour tortillas (8-inch)
  • 2 cups red enchilada sauce, divided
  • 1 1/2 cups shredded Monterey Jack cheese, divided
  • 1/2 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
  • 1/4 cup sour cream, for serving
  • 2 tablespoons fresh cilantro, chopped, for serving
  • 1 lime, cut into wedges, for serving

Instructions

  1. Roast the cauliflower. Preheat oven to 425°F. Toss cauliflower florets with 1 tablespoon olive oil, cumin, smoked paprika, chili powder, salt, and pepper. Spread in a single layer on a half-sheet baking pan. Roast for 20–25 minutes, tossing once halfway through, until the edges are deeply golden and the florets are tender.
  2. Sauté the aromatics. While the cauliflower roasts, heat the remaining 1 tablespoon olive oil in a 12-inch cast-iron skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and cook, stirring occasionally, for 6–8 minutes until softened and translucent. Add the garlic and cook another 60 seconds until fragrant. Remove from heat.
  3. Build the filling. Reduce oven temperature to 375°F. In a large bowl, combine the roasted cauliflower, sautéed onion and garlic, black beans, and corn. Stir in 1/2 cup of the enchilada sauce and 3/4 cup of the Monterey Jack cheese. Taste and adjust salt as needed.
  4. Assemble the enchiladas. Spread 1/2 cup enchilada sauce across the bottom of a 9x13-inch baking dish. Working one at a time, spoon about 1/2 cup of the cauliflower filling down the center of each tortilla. Roll tightly and place seam-side down in the baking dish. Repeat with remaining tortillas and filling.
  5. Sauce and top. Pour the remaining enchilada sauce evenly over the rolled tortillas, spreading to coat. Sprinkle the remaining 3/4 cup Monterey Jack and all of the cheddar over the top in an even layer.
  6. Bake. Cover the dish tightly with foil and bake at 375°F for 20 minutes. Remove foil and bake an additional 10–12 minutes until the cheese is fully melted and bubbling at the edges.
  7. Rest and serve. Let the enchiladas rest 5 minutes before serving. Plate two per person and finish with a dollop of sour cream, a scatter of fresh cilantro, and a lime wedge on the side. C’est bon, cher.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 610 | Protein: 24g | Fat: 22g | Carbs: 78g | Fiber: 11g | Sodium: 1180mg

Tommy Beaumont
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Tommy Beaumont
Week 540 of Tommy’s 30-year story · Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Tommy is a Cajun electrician from Thibodaux, Louisiana, who lost his home to Hurricane Katrina four months after his wedding and rebuilt his life one roux at a time. He grew up on Bayou Lafourche, fishing with his father Joey at dawn and eating his mother's gumbo by dusk. His crawfish boils draw the whole neighborhood, his boudin is made from scratch, and he stirs his roux the way Joey taught him — dark as chocolate, forty-five minutes, no shortcuts. Laissez les bons temps rouler.

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