Texas Rundown

There’s a place at Milepost 1 on the Outer Banks called the Rundown Cafe.


where the specialty of the house is (wait for it) … Rundown Soup.

Now I don’t know if this stuff is the real deal vis-a-vis authentic Jamaican seafood stew, aka rondon, but I don’t care. I love this stuff. And every year as I anticipate our trip to the beach, I ponder how I might convince the rest of the fam to forego trips to Tortuga’s Lie or the Saltbox in Collington (both worthy meal stops).

So tonight, I made my own rundown soup, Texas style. And when I couldn’t find my phone to take a picture, I used an old phone, which now refuses to send the picture to the new phone.

Fine. I can deal. Here it is …

And here’s the recipe … because I am totally making this again.

Texas Rundown (serves 2 … with biscuits and honey and an IPA, if we actually had one in the house, which sadly we don’t)

  • 1 small yellow onion, diced
  • 1 or 2 stalks of celery, diced
  • 2-3 Tbs poblano or jalapeño pepper, diced

Sauté in a bit of olive oil with a bit of salt. While the aromatics gently soften, prep these additions

  • 4 small or 2 medium sweet potatoes, nuked, peeled and diced
  • A handful of grape tomatoes, diced
  • 8 ounces of white fish (I used frozen talapia, defrosted), cut into bite-size chunks


And here’s the secret ingredient (note: no sweeteners or flavorings) …


  • 2 cups worth … 1/2 the container.

Which is, according to this, about 30 servings …


not great, but waaay better than canned coconut milk calorie-wise. And instead of a can, it’s dairy case fresh. Trust me, it’s worth it … you’re worth it.

Okay, so glug those two cups of coconut creamer into the aromatics and bring it up to a simmer.

Sprinkle in some herbs to taste

Slide in the diced sweet potatoes, fish and tomatoes.

Heat gently until the fish is cooked through (don’t boil or the coconut creamer will curdle … as mine did). Adjust seasoning to taste.

Serve immediately … do not waste time looking for the iPhone camera.

Then imagine yourself at the Outer Banks as you tuck into each blissful bite … you won’t even miss the IPA (well, maybe a little).