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Tender Salsa Beef — The Celebration Table That Was Always Ready

Valentine's Day tomorrow and I have the salmon defrosting, the asparagus ready, the good china out. This is the third year I have made myself a proper Valentine's Day dinner and I find the practice has become important to me — not as compensation for aloneness but as an affirmation of the table I keep, which is mine and which deserves the good china on a Tuesday in February the same as any other occasion.

Caleb is six months old. His first half-year. I drove to Huntsville for the weekend because this seemed like the kind of occasion that warranted my presence, and when I walked in Friday evening CJ was holding him and said, he's been waiting for you. I said that was impossible at six months. CJ said, he heard the car in the driveway. I said, that's very possible. Caleb looked at me with the expression he has developed over the past month — a recognition, an orientation, a reaching toward. I have been called Nana by CJ and Shanice on his behalf, which is the name they have decided and which I received without protest and with more feeling than I expected. Nana. It has Bernice in it somewhere. Not the letters but the weight.

I cooked a celebration dinner: the smothered oxtails Shanice taught me, plus the yeast rolls, plus a sweet potato pie. Six months. The first milestone I can name as passed. He has made it to the world and through six months of it and he is thriving, and the table that was set before he arrived is exactly the right table for him. Welcome, Caleb Marcus Simms. You have been well received.

I came home from Huntsville thinking about what it means to cook for a moment that deserves to be marked — not a complicated reason, just a right one. The smothered oxtails were Shanice’s lesson and I won’t claim them as mine, but this Tender Salsa Beef is the kind of dish that lives in the same spirit: beef low and slow in a sauce that gives, something you can set on the table and mean it. On an ordinary Wednesday when six months feels worth celebrating, this is what I reach for.

Tender Salsa Beef

Prep Time: 10 min | Cook Time: 8 hrs | Total Time: 8 hrs 10 min | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 2 1/2 lbs beef chuck roast
  • 1 1/2 cups chunky salsa (medium or hot)
  • 1 packet (1 oz) taco seasoning mix
  • 1/2 cup beef broth
  • 1 medium yellow onion, sliced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • Salt and black pepper to taste
  • Fresh cilantro, for garnish (optional)
  • Cooked rice or warm flour tortillas, for serving

Instructions

  1. Season the beef. Pat the chuck roast dry with paper towels and season generously on all sides with salt, black pepper, and half of the taco seasoning packet.
  2. Sear for depth. Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Sear the roast 3–4 minutes per side until a deep brown crust forms. This step builds the flavor base — don’t skip it.
  3. Layer the slow cooker. Place the sliced onion and minced garlic in the bottom of a 6-quart slow cooker. Set the seared roast on top.
  4. Add the sauce. In a small bowl, whisk together the salsa, beef broth, and remaining taco seasoning. Pour the mixture over and around the roast, coating it evenly.
  5. Cook low and slow. Cover and cook on LOW for 7–8 hours, or on HIGH for 4–5 hours, until the beef is fork-tender and pulls apart easily.
  6. Shred and finish. Transfer the roast to a cutting board and shred with two forks. Return the shredded beef to the slow cooker and stir to coat it in the cooking juices. Let it rest on WARM for 10 minutes before serving.
  7. Serve. Spoon over rice or pile into warm flour tortillas. Garnish with fresh cilantro if desired.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 340 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 16g | Carbs: 8g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 620mg

Loretta Simms
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Loretta Simms
Week 412 of Loretta’s 30-year story · Birmingham, Alabama
Loretta is a fifty-six-year-old pastor's wife in Birmingham, Alabama, who has been feeding her church and her community for thirty-four years. She lost her teenage son Jeremiah in a car accident, and she cooked through the grief because that is what Loretta does — she feeds people. Every funeral, every homecoming, every Wednesday night supper. If you are hurting, Loretta will show up at your door with a casserole and she will not leave until you eat.

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