Squash Isn’t So Scary
I’ve always been intimidated by vegetables. Sounds ridiculous, I know. Only recently, since it has come to light that I am allergic to everything in the world, have I become a bit more adventurous. Actually, I am super daring now. I’ve gone from eating carrots and corn every day to things like zucchini and sweet potatoes. Just call me Evel Knievel.
I was absolutely not interested in eating anything today. It wasn’t that I wasn’t hungry but I simply couldn’t face another lunch of eggs and vegetables. After much debate in my head and a trip to Whole Foods, guess what I ate? Eggs and vegetables. I realized I was more tired of thinking of something to eat than I was of eating the same thing.
For dinner though, I decided to live it up. A friend came over and I threw together a random butternut squash soup because I seemed to have all the ingredients sitting around. I really go out of my way for my guests.
I dropped some flaxseed in mine because it needed some crunch and I needed to reach my flax quota for the day.
Allow me to steal one of Ali’s adjectives – “it was decent.” Actually my friend totally loved it and took home the leftovers. Strange that I was so indifferent about it when she was raving about it. Since I have yet another stomach ache maybe I couldn’t really judge the soup properly? So I’ll share the recipe and let you decide for yourself:
Butternut Squash Soup – serves 6
1 medium butternut squash
1 small onion
4 cups of vegetable stock
1 tablespoon curry powder
1 tablespoon cumin powder
salt and pepper
Cut the squash in half and roast in a 375 degree oven for 45 minutes.
Remove the seeds and outer peel. Chop into bite sized pieces.
In the meantime, chop the carrots, potatoes, and onion and boil in the vegetable stock until soft. Add the cubed butternut squash and boil together for another 5 minutes. Puree half the soup in a blender and then add back. Add salt and pepper to taste.
While I was slaving away on the stove, Maya had other ideas:
She decided to forgo the “decent” soup for some hand tossed pizza. If I were able to eat carbs I could tell you for sure but I am still fairly certain her dinner came out better than mine.
I’d have her post the recipe but its bedtime and lord knows we both need the 10 hour break.
Ahhh the silence….