Butternut squash pizza, if you will!
I don’t get sick of pizza, simply because there are so many things you can put on pizza. I don’t think of it as making pizza so much as “re-decorating my favorite carb.”
My thing was this: I had to find pre-cut squash if I was going to make this. I cannot even deal with cutting a squash. I’ve done it before, but I just hate it too much. And given how clumsy I am, it’s just a recipe for losing a digit, and really, as much as I love food, I might actually love texting more. Luckily, a lot of stores carry pre-cut butternut squash or cubed and frozen squash (including Whole Foods and Trader Joe’s), so I crossed my fingers and prayed for a Central Market miracle. Luckily, my favorite grocery store came through, and so I was able to finish my butternut squash pizza mission.
The result was so good. I jazzed up the basic recipe with sage and rosemary in addition to the thyme and served it with a spinach salad topped with pumpkin leaves and dried cranberries, because I’m so seasonal like that. After all, it’s decorative gourd season, motherfuckers.
I let Eric take the leftovers for lunch the next day and honestly, every day since then, I’ve opened my fridge in excitement, thinking I’m going to eat the leftovers…and then I’ve felt very, very disappointed.
Forget screaming, “I moved across the country for you!!!” It’s definitely more like, “I gave you my best leftovers!!!”
I do have a good amount of roasted butternut squash and onions left over so I’m thinking of subbing that into my healthy mac and cheese recipe for a butternut squash pizza remix. I’m also thinking of putting the squash and onions in a whole-wheat wrap with some ricotta…but seriously, without the fluffy crust, I’m thinking it’s going to be the food equivalent of blue balls.
I’m thinking of a lot of things right now, actually. All of them food-related. I’m fighting a fab combination of allergies/cold/stomach bug/Core Fusion-induced soreness/illness that has left me with a complete inability to take care of myself. I am cursed with no appetite, yet on some level, I can still tell that I’m really hungry. So I’m just hanging out here in bed, scanning my old food pictures, trying to figure out what sounds good (not much) that also doesn’t involve me leaving the house (ugh…not a damn thing).
Anyway. I think that, provided you have functional sinuses/brain power/digestive systems/thighs/general well-being, you should definitely make this pizza tonight! I’ll feel better eating my buttered noodles knowing someone out there is eating butternut squash pizza with fresh herbs and ricotta.
I really think it’s the least you can do.