I have had grandmothers on my mind lately after the recent passing of my wonderful ‘adopted’ grandmother. This is the first in a series of posts on the recipes that I identify with my grandmothers. The recipes reflect the uniqueness of each woman and speak to the wide variety of people that form my family.
The photo above is of my great-grandmother Maurine; we all called her “Mimi”. Mimi lived to be almost 100 years old- traveling around the world painting watercolors and spending summers on the beach with her grandchildren. It was a great life. We lived in different states and in her last decade Mimi battled with Alzheimer’s, so my favorite memories of her are from when I was very young.
My first memory of Mimi came when she was visiting our family shortly after the birth of my brother. I was about six years old. Since our house only had two bedrooms, the 1970′s motor home parked in the front yard doubled as our guest room. The motor home had a large sofa bed in the back, and smaller bunk style bed above the cab. To keep Mimi company I slept in the bunk bed during her visit. The first night, Mimi was in the back (snoring like a sailor) and I was fitfully snoozing in a sleeping bag up in the bunk. The bag had a slick, polyester exterior and during the course of the night, my tossing and turning pushed me closer and closer to the edge of the bunk. Finally I turned one time too many, and slid clear off the edge, falling about five feet to the floor where I landed with a very large “THUD”. I wasn’t hurt (the sleeping bag was puffy) but the entire motor home shook from the impact. Mimi sat straight up in bed and yelled, “Earthquake!”. My six-year-old explanation of falling out of bed fell on deaf ears, and she hauled me out into the night barefoot, to find shelter in the house. I can still see my dad opening the front door and looking quizzically at the two of us in our nightgowns as Mimi frantically talked about an earthquake. Eventually my explanation was heard, and we all went back to sleep – but that was my first memory of Mimi!
This recipe for Beef Gulyas “Vienna Style” is my favorite dish from Mimi. As a child I loved that the toppings were in individual bowls and I could customize my plate as I wanted. Now I enjoy the contrasting textures and flavors of lemon peel, parsley, and bacon atop slow cooked beef. Don’t let the cottage cheese scare you. It is a small quantity and imparts a tang and creaminess to the finished dish that is quite pleasant. Though I would avoid non-fat cottage cheese – that stuff haunts my diet nightmares. Googling the recipe title, I found an identical version of this dish attributed to the Vienna Intercontinental Hotel in Austria. I don’t know where Mimi found the original recipe – only that my family has made it for more than thirty years now with pleasure.
The Toppings
Serves 4-6
Ingredients:
6oz wide egg noodles
4 oz cottage cheese
2 T Olive Oil
1 ½ lbs. onions, sliced
4 slices of bacon, cooked and crumbled
2 lbs beef stew meat (I used a 3 1/2 lb chuck roast, trimmed and cubed)
Lemon peel, blanched and thinly sliced
1 ½ T paprika (I used 1T sweet and 1/2 T half-sweet, but feel free to play around here)
1 T parsley, chopped
1 ½ T tomato paste
1 t vinegar (I used sherry vinegar, but regular white would work as well)
Pinch marjoram
1 t salt
6 t water or beef stock
1/2 lemon, juiced
Directions:
In a lidded 4-6 quart saucepan saute onions in olive oil over medium heat until golden, add paprika and stir well. Add cubed meat. Cover and allow to simmer 5 minutes. Add water, tomato paste, salt, vinegar and marjoram. Cover pan with a lid and simmer over low heat 3 to 3 1/2 hours. Stir occasionally, and add water if needed.
Just before serving, cook egg noodles according to package instructions. Drain. Add lemon juice into meat mixture and stir. Add hot noodles into the pan and stir to combine. At the last minute, fold in the cottage cheese. Distribute mixture among serving plates and garnish with chopped parsley, blanched lemon peel and bacon.























