If you are a Midwesterner, you may have grown up having something called “goulash.” For me it looked suspiciously like chili, maybe a bit soupier and a bit blander, and it definitely involved some form of pasta, likely elbow macaroni.
Outside the Midwest, the same dish, or something very similar, appears, but with different names. Along the East Coast, American chop suey appears to be a similar casserole, if not the same, as is “glop.”
Several years ago, my travels took me to Budapest, Hungary, where goulash is the national dish. I sat down in a café with a short menu that appeared dedicated to it, but when my order arrived, I thought, “What the heck is this?” It amounted to a plate of tender chunks of beef swimming in a paprika-heavy gravy with bits of potatoes and carrots. Delicious, but a far cry from what my mother was peddling.
Down among the lower branches in my family tree are a couple names that look suspiciously Hungarian, but along with the Czech and Slovak forebears, are merely fellow defectors from the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Mom’s “goulash” didn’t come over with them. So I dug a little bit.
Goulash, American-style
Says my mother: “It’s so easy! Take your hamburger and fry it all out. Ground sirloin. You can use anything, but you need to get the grease out if you use chuck. Pat it with a paper towel.” Then she adds stewed tomatoes, tomato juice, and tomato sauce, plus kidney beans (two cans!), diced celery, onion, and parsley.“I cheat and use the Lipton onion soup mix. It has to be runny enough to accommodate the (elbow) macaroni you add at the end. A little bit of chili powder maybe. But why bother? I don’t have a lot of spice.”
Like many home cooks of her generation, with years of experience feeding finicky kids with anything that works, she doesn’t use a recipe. But when I pushed her, she went to the great culinary equalizer, a standard-issue wedding gift to young American couples (wives, really) of the mid-20th century: the Betty Crocker cookbook. My mother still has her vintage copy. After college, I had the three-ring binder edition.
This recipe we call goulash appeared to be “chili con carne,” by Betty’s reckoning. Likewise an easy recipe, nearly identical to my mother’s, it consisted of ground beef, a sliced onion, chopped green pepper, stewed tomatoes, and a can of kidney beans. Spices comprised a mere one or two tablespoons of chili powder, a surely unnoticeable eighth teaspoon of cayenne pepper, and an equally minute measure of paprika—surely an insult to any paprika-red-blooded Hungarian. (To be fair, the modern Betty recipe for chili con carne bears much closer resemblance to the average chili recipe!)
That sounded about right for Wisconsin goulash, however. Simmer that up and pour it over a bowl of macaroni. Some restaurants even add a spoonful of sour cream on top.
Not to paint with too wide a brush, but small-town Midwest Euro-immigrant cuisine tends toward the, uh, cautious? While some of us have grown to love diverse and spicy foods, many rural kitchens—gratefully excepting ethnic variations—are generally limited to salt, pepper, and Lawry’s (seasoned salt). Most of those little jars in the spice racks we got at our weddings years before remained unopened. I’ve asked my mother for pepper at dinner, and she tells me to search in the cupboard because “I don’t eat spicy.”
I reminded her of this, and she perked up with her Betty Crocker. “Wait! There’s a spicy version.” It added three cloves and half a stick of cinnamon. I assured her in chili-snob fashion that this is not chili. Nor is it the original goulash.
Hungarian Roots
Gulyás, pronounced GOO-yash, is the Magyar (Hungarian) word for herdsman, and this was their hearty soup-stew as far back as the 9th century, long before the Old World explorers and traders brought back New World peppers—and thus, before the introduction of dried, pulverized paprika. Working out in the fields as they did, the herdsmen brought along seasoned dried meats for easy meal preparation. Just add water and onions in a pot over the fire. Tomatoes and potatoes, also not native to Europe, didn’t make their way into the Hungarian version for centuries.Hungarian Goulash
Serves 4- 1 1/2 pounds beef, cut into 1-inch cubes (see Note)
- 2 teaspoons lard (traditional) or butter
- 2 large yellow onions, chopped
- 2 tablespoons chopped garlic (about 5 cloves)
- 1 teaspoon caraway seeds
- 4 cups beef broth
- 1/4 cup sweet Hungarian paprika (not the hot variety!)
- 1 1/2 cup diced tomatoes (canned is fine)
- 1 bay leaf
- 1 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
- 1 1/2 cup sliced carrots
- 2 red bell peppers, seeded and chopped
- 3 cups cubed potatoes
Melt lard (or butter) in the Dutch oven and sauté the onion until translucent. Then add the garlic and caraway seeds for about a minute. Use enough of the beef broth to deglaze the pan a bit, then toss in the meat and add the paprika, stirring well to distribute it evenly. Pour in the rest of the broth, diced tomatoes, bay leaf, and salt and pepper. Stir and bring to a boil, cover, then reduce to a simmer for 40 minutes to an hour or more, until the meat is tender.
Add the carrots, red peppers, and potatoes, cover, and simmer for 30 minutes more. This will lean toward a soupy consistency. If you want something a bit thicker, make a roux and add it when you simmer the carrots and potatoes.
Serve in bowls with sour cream and good bread for dipping.
