Day 306: Butternut Squash, Spinach & Feta Pie

I seem to be having a certain degree of success with butternut squash with both the youngest boy and Mathilde (aka the fussiest eaters). Whilst these delicious squash are in season and readily available I’m maximising on this, with the hope I don’t reach overkill! 

 Ingredients: 

  • 2 x butternut squash 
  • 1 x 400g tin cannellini beans
  • 200g spinach
  • 1 x onion 
  • 100g feta
  • Sesame seeds

For the pastry:

  • 350g plain flour
  • 175g butter, cubed
  • 4 x tbsp water
  • 1 x egg, to glaze

First, make the pastry: combine the butter and flour together in a food processor until it resembles fine breadcrumbs (or you can rub them together by hand). Pour in enough water to create a dough.

Roll out roughly two thirds of the dough to approx 2mm thickness and line a large (greased) pie or ovenproof dish. Save the rest of the dough for the top.

Peel the butternut squash, cut in half, scoop out the seeds and roughly chop. Boil for 20 minutes, adding the drained cannellini beans for the final five minutes. Drain and return to the pan.

Fry the onion in olive oil until soft, then combine with the butternut squash and a good handful of sesame seeds. Crumble in the feta and mash all the ingredients together.

Rinse the spinach in a colander and pour over boiling water until it wilts. Leave to cool, then squeeze out the excess water by twisting it in a tea towel.

Roughly chop, then spread the spinach across the bottom of the pastry case to provide a first layer. Top with the butternut squash mixture and smooth over with a knife. 

Roll out the remaining pastry and cover the pie dish, sealing the edges with water and crimping with the end of a spoon. Trim off any excess pastry and be sure to make a few ventilation holes in the pastry top. Brush with beaten egg to glaze.

Bake at 200C for 50-60 minutes. Serve with new potatoes and green veg. 

Um, scrap that. Tonight’s meal was a disaster. Jude screamed at the suggestion of eating anything on his plate, the elder boy had to be coerced into eating his, Mathilde picked and poked until it had gone cold and inedible and Number One Daughter was too ill to eat anything. The Man and I liked it though.

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