Butternutty

butternuts

My windowsill is now down to my final 2 squashes. This is good for me, I’m normally using up my final squashes around March time, by which time they’ve become so hard, they’re completely impossible to peel.

Admittedly, the 3 really small ones didn’t harden properly, but went rotten and had to be composted, and I gave a couple away. But from a harvest of 13, I’ve certainly had my fill of butternut squash over the last few months, and these are a particularly delicious variety (Waltham) with lots of flesh and very few seeds.

I have mainly eaten them …

  1. Roasted with a bit of garlic and olive oil. Usually with some potatoes and parsnips alongside. The simplest way, but still the tastiest in my opinion.
  2. In soup. Often what is left over from the roasted method above, thrown into a saucepan with some stock and then blitzed with a bit of creme fraiche.
  3. In a risotto. Posh gastro pub stylie. Especially good with a bit of stilton melted in at the end.
  4. In a gratin. This has become a huge favourite. Like a normal potato gratin with slices layered up in a dish, dotted with butter and seasoned well as you layer, and then covered with stock or cream/milk or even a combination of both. This works well if you layer squash, potato and onion together.
  5. In cornish pasties. I know, get me. See photo below as evidence that I’m not making this up. Make sure to use strong flour in the pastry (it’s worth finding a proper recipe online), dice the squash quite small along with an onion and a bit of potato, and sprinkle over some paprika. Perfect allotment snack!
  6. I’ve yet to try out the final one, which is a pumpkin pie but obviously with squash instead of the pumpkin. Should have really done this around bonfire night, but never did. It’s still on the cards though! Good to get a sweet recipe in there.

butternut pasty

No allotment action to report I’m afraid. The most we’ve done is pop down to check all is okay, re-pin the tarpaulin over the compost trench, and prop up one of the purple sprouting broccoli plants that had toppled over in the wind. Then back home quickly to a warm house and hot tea.

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