Last week at the Farmer's Market I scored a mixed assortment of baby squash (little yellow crookneck, zucchini and the cutest little patty pans) here's what I ended up doing with them...
Shelly's Squash and Sausage Bake
1 link of Mild Italian Sausage, casing removed, browned (You can use beef or turkey too just add a dash more seasonings)
1 Onion, diced
3 Green Onions, diced
2 cloves Garlic, diced
3 cups Squash (I used a variety of summer, zucchini, patty pan), chopped
1/2 cup Bruschetta Sauce (near the fresh pasta)
1 teaspoon Greek Seasoning
1/2 teaspoon Kosher Salt
a few twists of Black Pepper
1/2 cup Alfredo Sauce (I used jarred)
1/2 cup Fage Greek Yogurt
1/4 cup Shredded Cheese
Brown sausage. Drain any liquid, set aside.
Saute onions till golden. Add squash, garlic, seasonings and Bruschetta Sauce and cook covered for 5 minutes. Stirring occasionally. Mix in Alfredo sauce and yogurt. Mix the browned sausage in.
Spoon into a Pyrex casserole dish. Sprinkle with cheese. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes.
It's getting chilly at night (well by SoCal standards... lows in the upper 40's) so I'm always looking for warm casserole type meals I can make ahead and just heat up when we are ready to eat. This was perfect.
Other Eggface dishes like this one...
Shelly's Cauliflower and Sausage Bake
Shelly's Chicken Sausage Stir Fry
Shelly's Grilled Veggie Lasagna
Shelly's Zucchini Roll-ups (aka Pasta-less Manicotti)
Highlights of the day:
* I'm so happy it's Fall... it is my favorite season. Fall makes me feel alive. I have way more energy and I find myself in a more cheerful mood. Sweaters, crisp night air, crunchy leaves, longer walks, steamy coffee, cinnamon, apples, pumpkin, snuggling. Currently taking apps ;) for the snuggler.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot
Sooooo can relate.
* I had a really neat dream last night about my Grandpa (RIP). I remembered/dreamt walking in his garden and him showing me vegetables. It was one of those really vivid dreams I could actually smell his pipe. Nice.
* The goofy junior high school sexual innuendo blog title that I just gave this entry. It sent me into giggles which I know seriously puts my maturity level in question. No worries. I question it everyday.
Listening to: "Photograph" Nickleback