Sorry I haven’t been blogging much. While I’ve been away, I’ve mostly been learning about roasting vegetables and learning how to not be afraid to cook with meat. Now that we have roasted vegetables several times a week and I’m fairly comfortable with my chicken baking and meatball making, I find myself ready to move on to a challenge.
I told DH as much and he asked if I had anything in mind.
I was thinking about homemade pizza.
As in from scratch?
Yes.
The dough and everything?
Yes.
He pretty much turns up his nose. Probably a combination of the fact that 1) he takes his pizza pretty seriously and 2) the last time I tried to make something that involved dough it was my Holiday Salmonella Surprise cookies. Who can blame the guy for turning up his nose?
Once he leaves for work, I’m left with a house full of occupied children and my laptop. Time to search for recipes! I pretty quickly narrow down that I have a hankerin’ for butternut squash, but most of the recipes are for soup and I already have soup on the dinner menu for 3 days from now, so that’s out. But in the recipes for soup I get turned on by a combination I see. Butternut squash and pears. That sounds wonderful! So I search for recipes with those two ingredients and I see this. That. Sounds. So. Good!
Homemade pasta. Hmmmmm. Well, I am looking for a challenge. Yikes, though. Dough? My nemesis. I mull it over in my brain and study the recipe. I do a search to see if there are other suggestions on this recipe and I come across this blog. This chic has a pasta maker, a boyfriend who helps and she still ends up in tears. Am I crazy? I have none of those things right now.
I look at other recipes for making raviolis. They all involve gadgets I don’t have. I go to the kitchen and stare at an empty egg carton and briefly wonder if I can use some foil and scissors to turn my egg carton in to a ravioli contraption before deciding that’s stupid. I can’t believe I even considered it. But damn it, now this recipe is in my head and I want it. After a little encouragement from my Facebook friends, I go shopping for the ingredients and my very first rolling pin. Game on, Dough Boy! Pasta Boy. Whatever. You know what I’m saying.
I set the laptop up in the kitchen and go back and forth between the recipe and the notes from Wannabe. I take her up on her suggestion and decide to microwave the squash instead of roasting it. Thank you, Wannabe! It turned out perfectly and I didn’t have to worry about something in the oven for 45 minutes to check on so I could focus on the real challenge.
Dough. I make my well of flour on the counter and pour my liquid mix in the middle. I’m a few seconds in to the messy mixing process when a bunch of the liquid escapes the well. While my dog is eagerly lapping up the egg mixture I try to calculate, before it’s gone, how much liquid escaped. I’m left to guess about an egg’s worth so I add another egg. It’s such a mess at this point, I feel like there is no way this is going to turn in to dough. It’s flaking all over the place. I add a little more water and keep kneading. It says if I’m doing this by hand to give it 10 minutes, so I do. It pays off. I’ve actually made dough! See. It even looks like real dough. I wrap it in plastic and put it in the fridge.

(Paranoid of another salmonella surprise, I vigorously clean the counter and wash my hands and everything else OCD style all the way through.)
I scoop out my squash and mash it in the frying pan and then dry out the mash on medium heat for 10 minutes. I peel, core and finely chop my pears. When the squash is ready I combine my squash mash, diced pear, parm and seasoning in a bowl. After a taste test, I double the chili powder and add a pinch of salt and pepper.
After the dough has been in the fridge for an hour I take it out and give it a little squeeze. It looks and feels like what dough should so I’m feeling pretty optimistic at this point. I flour the counter, unwrap my latest kitchen utensil and get to work. By this time, DH is home from work and calls from the bedroom, “Are you doing ok in there? I hear some growling.” I yell back that I’m fine. “Just rolling my dough in to submission!”

The dough will submit!
It takes work, but I manage to get it paper thin. Now to cut out my “circles or squares”. I don’t have many kitchen gadgets so I settle on the widest mouth cup in the pantry. I figure to get a decent amount of the filing in these babies they’re going to have to be sizable cutouts.
Between my kitchen counter and my kitchen table I have everything covered inflour, including a dachshund, and enough pieces cut out to make 15 raviolis.

Lollipop temporarily becomes Lollyflour.
I put a spoonful of the squash/pear mix in the middle of each one, brush the edges in egg yolk, top with another piece of pasta, seal the edges with a fork, and voila. Holy crap. It looks like ravioli. Really, really huge ravioli, but ravioli none the less. I’m stunned.


Almost there.
While I bring a pot of water to boil, I melt some butter and throw in a handful of fresh rosemary sprigs. I’m so in awe of my pasta, I didn’t measure either the butter or the rosemary.
The water is boiling and it’s my first real test. Will they stay together? They do! And then, one by one they float to the top. Is this really happening?
Because the ravs are so ginormous, I serve two each and top them with the butter/rosemary, a little bit of parm and then finally with sunflower seeds. (The recipe calls for pecans, but not everyone in the house likes nuts.)
I have to tell you, these were delicious! Absolutely, freaking awesome! No one was allowed to speak to me the rest of the night without first addressing how awesome my ravioli was.

Oh my goodness! Look how huge these babies are! Yum!
Lessons learned: We need a lengthy notes section this time!
It’s about 72 hours later and no one is sick. No more Salmonella Surprise! Hooray! Maybe, dare I say it? Are there actual Christmas cookies in my future this year?
Would I make this again? Heck yeah! The following day, I had so much of the squash filing left over (about ½ as I was working with a 5lb squash), so I made more pasta. Having this project divided over 2 days would be an ideal way to make this recipe again without taking up a whole afternoon. The filing keeps just fine overnight. Incidentally, when I was making the pasta dough the following day, none of the liquid escaped from my well and I still found myself adding an extra egg and a little extra water to get it moist enough.
As far as making the dough using a pasta maker, I think doing it by hand was an easier method than the blogger who helped guide me. I think running the dough through a machine over and over without breaking it would drive me over the edge too. At one point I did think I might break my rolling pin, I won’t lie, but I think rolling it in to submission is the way to go for me.
For anyone who doesn’t like nuts, try the sunflower seeds. Usually I just skip the nuts in a recipe, but I patted myself on the back for thinking of that one.
DH and I both had them reheated as leftovers for lunch the following day. Still good? Yep! The 2nd batch was delivered to the neighbors.
Special thanks to NancyPearlWannabe.com! You were such a big help in my first pasta making journey!
I’m not afraid of you anymore, Dough! <shaking fist>