Growing up in a family that always ate dinner meant always having stuff around to prepare dinner. Stuff that didn’t always get used up or eaten. Sometimes we’d have what my dad called a “refrigerator dinner.” Going out of town? Let’s eat what’s in the refrigerator. Don’t really need to go to the store? Let’s use up what’s in the refrigerator. Basically your meal is bound by whatever perishables you’ve got on hand. Enhancing with pantry items is allowed, but you’ve got to use whatever is in the refrigerator that you’d otherwise have to toss. You cannot go to the store!
The other night I didn’t want to go to the store. Let’s see what’s in the refrigerator: zucchini golden squash from my garden, chicken sausage–use it or freeze it, and rounding out our challenge down in the crisper, a bright bunch of sorrel I’d cut and washed earlier in the week.
I became obsessed with sorrel in late May after a delicious meal at a Los Angeles French eatery where it was served atop a beautiful salad tasting plate. It is a pretty, leafy, slightly lemony herb. I was inspired to plant some in its own pot on the periphery of the herb garden where I can see it from the kitchen window and plan and think and plot what to do with it while I drink coffee/sip sparkling rosé/guzzle 8 glasses of water per day. I am thrilled that tonight’s episode of refrigerator dinner calls for this ingredient! I am naming this creation Golden Squash Noodles & Sausage with Sorrel. Snappy, yes? Start the timer!*
Another thing I’m totally into? My vegetable spiralizer tool. It was a gift from my mom. It makes noodles out of zucchini. Noodles that I can actually twirl around my fork. This is awesome and low-carb trendy. I like to stay current. (Currently I’m following trends of the 50’s and 60’s.)
If you don’t have squash in your garden, check with your neighbors or your coworkers. This time of year people are often looking for good homes for their garden squash. Or go to a farmers market. Check for sorrel at your farmer’s market, too. Or heck, just plant some. Ask your nursery about it. “Where is your sorrel? I need it. I have to take some home with me today. WHERE IS YOUR SORREL? OMG!” Stay focused. This is a seasonal dish.
*Ha. I never start the timer unless I'm cleaning something and I promise not to get overly OCD on dirt. When I cook I drink wine. If you do want to time yourself so you know how long it will take to prepare this dish I totally understand. This recipe takes about 1 1/2 glasses of wine to make.