Waste Not, Want Not aka Pumpkin Pie Smoothie FTW (Season of Self-Care: 3)

I’m pretty sure the blue hubbard squash I roasted for holiday pies weighed about as much as my Kia. It was the only blue hubbard that grew in our garden this summer, out of 12 plants, and it made up for being The Only by being The Enormous.

Perhaps this seems like an odd one to include in a month of recipes for self-care, but I’m often running late in the mornings and it’s too easy to leave empty-handed for breakfast and/or lunch. Remember the oxygen mask analogy? It’s a thing.

When I get the boy down to the bus stop, he’s equipped with a full belly and there’s a lunch in his backpack. The cats, ducks, goats, pigs, goldfish, and axolotls have all been fed and, if necessary, freshly watered.

Me? I only make the fed and watered list occasionally. The Enormous inspired me to start a habit of night-before prep, though, so I’m on my way to moving up in the ranks. It has, also, much to do with the fact that I only needed 3 cups of puree for my pies, and ended up with a gallon and a half from TE. I poured quite a bit of it into ice cube trays, but my squash-to-everything-else ratio in the freezer is quite high enough at this point, I’ve already made pumpkin curry soup, and I’ve still had two quarts kickin’ around all week.

Enter the Pumpkin Pie smoothie. Yeah, I’m one of those people who gets really into the autumnal winter squash and cinnamon-y nutmeg deliciousness thing. It’s a thing, after all.


What to do:

Chuck all the ingredients into a quart-sized mason jar.
Blend it all up with a stick blender, if you’ve got one. If not, use a blender, or the smoothie-making device of your choosing.


Also, it could be any winter squash. Blue hubbard just happens to be my favorite. And Long Pie Pumpkin. Oh, and Long Island Cheese. And Butternut.

Sometimes, I add greens powder, too. It can be advantageous to mix green and orange to make your smoothie into a less-appetizing color. It’s less likely to be sipped on by curious co-workers (says the girl who used to dye sugar cookies the most hideous color so no one else would want to eat them). Nah, don’t worry. I’ll share.