Some days I know I should just stay out of the kitchen...
I have had a recipe for a bacon and butternut squash casserole that I've wanted to try for a long time, but never had the foresight to buy the ingredients while shopping.
Today, I purchased my first butternut squash. I headed straight over to the "prepared" section, and sure enough they were all out of squash. Would diced potatoes do? I wondered...but to be safe I bought a nice-enough looking squash.
I chose Pancetta instead of bacon, and I splurged on "the right kind of cheese" (in this case, Provolone).
So while my youngest was dozing for his daytime nap, I tackled the squash. No easy feat...I searched the internet for "easy" methods of peeling the beast, but none helped. I was supposed to be consoled by the fact that Chefs have no more fun peeling squash than I do. Personally, I don't care whether or not they love their job. What I really wanted was pre-chopped squash.
After spending at least 45 minutes dicing and peeling this thing, into nice small pieces I might add - so that they were the same size as the noodles, I tossed them with some olive oil, basil and salt and onto a baking sheet.
45 minutes later (again) I had boiled the pasta, crisped the pancetta, shredded the provolone and sauteed the onions...it was time to remove my squash and add to the beautiful mix.
HORROR!!! Okay, I confess I maybe cut the squash smaller than the recipe called for...and maybe I should have opened the oven door and had a peek once in a while...but nonetheless, I had burnt squishy squash.
So tonight we are dining on macaroni & jarred sauce casserole with Provolone cheese on top :-)
(Nathan, my youngest, was the only one being creative today...here's his little bit of color to add to the world)