Acorn Squash & Chorizo Turnovers and Why Fall in Florida is a Hoax

Acorn Squash & Chorizo TurnoverA few mornings ago I woke up and walked into my kitchen to an all too familiar and abhorrent smell.  I’d forgotten to take the previous night’s trash out, likely because I’d finished off my evening in an energy-deprived cooking stupor, and the stench of chicken carcass was radiating from my trashcan.  The smell reminded me a lot of the summers I spent growing up near the Susquehanna River.  Have you ever been hear the Susquehanna during the hot months?  It’s as though you’re hugged daily by a hobo that’s gone four years without a shower, and whose breath smells like wilted cabbage and bourbon.  It’s horrible and the smell lingers.  The cats were going crazy over the trash smell, and so was I, but for an entirely different reason altogether

I grumbly pulled my super hefty Hefty trashbag from the can and dragged it outside to give it the old heave-ho when my bare legs were wrapped in an unexpected chill and I stopped.  Excitement took over my initial annoyance, because when I looked outward toward the lake my apartment sits on, I noticed that the temperature wasn’t the only oddity; the light was completely different, too.  IT’S FALL, Y’ALL!

However in Florida, Fall is more of a tease than an actual season.  The mornings are clear, breezy, and at a cool 70 degrees, life is beautiful.  Then by 11AM your underwear is sticking to your butt, you’ve developed pit stains the size of papayas and you start seriously considering relocating your shit north of the Mason-Dixon line.  It’s as though Mother Nature lifts her conservative petticoat up on one side to give you a peak at the lace-lined garter wrapped around her milky white thigh — teasing you, tantalizing you, daring you to enjoy the view.  When you reach out to touch it, foolishly thinking it’s finally yours, she shoves her skirt down angrily and glares at you with slitted eyes and an arched eyebrow, shaming you.  It’s Fall in Florida, y’all.

Even so, I was more excited than a nerdy, rhythmic white girl being inducted into an inner-city high school step squad.  Fall means gourds.  Like, tons of gourds!  Fall means pleasantly blustery mornings, Halloween, and gourds, all of which I emphatically support.

Acorn Squash & Chorizo Turnover

Fully planning on enjoying this fleeting preview of Florida post-Summer, I put on my jeans and flip flops (because regardless of what the temperature or date is, you always wear flip flops in Florida) and dashed out the door to pick up something Autumn-y and edible.  The best part of the beginning of Fall is not the anticipation of what Fall is to bring, but the lack of those cinnamon brooms that inevitably show up in every tacky art store and grocery store around the continent.  Do you know what I’m talking about?  They’re these small brooms that the knick-knack loving elderly go ape shit over every year.  And they don’t just give off a slight, sweet, welcoming smell of cinnamon.  No, the smell permeates everything and sends a closed-fisted, forceful punch of concentrated cinnamon straight up your nostrils and emblazons that stench into your cerebral cortex ensuring you never forget that detestable smell, ever.  In fact, you learn to fear it.

Digression aside, I’d planned for weeks to make a filled puff pastry of some sort, but couldn’t decide on something interesting enough to go through with making the puff pastry.  Call me something unpleasant, but I don’t think I really care for puff pastry.  It has this unctuousness that doesn’t evoke the adjective “buttery” as much as it does the phrase “give me a glass of milk, now.”  However, leave it to Fall to inspire some kitchen creativity.  I made my way to the most un-cinnamon smelling grocery store to pick up a few acorn squashes to make acorn squash and chorizo turnovers.

Acorn Squash & Chorizo Turnover
The idea to make acorn squash and chorizo turnovers came to me almost out of nowhere, as though an ethereal messenger delivered it straight to my brain saying, “take this thought, and make it your own.”  But if we’re being completely honest, I had leftover chorizo that I HAD to use up, and acorn squash is one of my favorites, so I suppose it’s only natural that I’d gravitate towards marrying those two in some form of delicious matrimony.

The flavor of the two is interesting, as you get the creamy, buttery and slightly sweetened consistency of the squash mixed with the fiery umami brought on by the chorizo, and you have yourself one bomb ass turnover.  However, my first batch was missing something critical, which at the time I couldn’t quite put my finger on.  The consistency was off, as was the flavor, and there was a vacancy in the turnover left unfilled until days later when I determined that it was cheese I was missing.  Port is the perfect choice, but on hand all I had was mozzarella which was a tolerable substitute in a pinch.  I wanted a cheese that was not too overpowering to demand attention away from the happy couple performing the Jarabe Tapatio on my tongue.

Standing in my kitchen the following night I watched westward as the sun slowly crossed the horizon drawn by a thick, lush layer of oak trees.  The first of many early descents to come within the following months.  I thoughtfully chewed on my savory turnover, admiring its crispy exterior and satisfyingly smooth innards.  When the sun finally set for good at 8:15 PM, I took a final look outside my window at the world immediately surrounding my neighborhood — the world that was changing before me — and smiled as I thought while lowering my blinds, “fuck those cinnamon brooms.”


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  • DLM
    September 21, 2011 - 7:45 pm | Permalink

    I am LOVING the sound of this! I guess I will have to alter my old standby acorn recipe (that my family grew up eating) that calls for butter, seasonings, and lots of . . . cinnamon. LOL

  • September 21, 2011 - 10:40 pm | Permalink

    I’m so excited to make this!!

  • September 22, 2011 - 5:37 pm | Permalink

    HOMG I actually miss the Cinnamon Broom smell :(

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  • December 16, 2011 - 4:03 pm | Permalink

    So first, I found your Irish Cream Cupcake recipe, and fell in love.

    Then I saw your Kitchenaid Mixer and thought we should be bff.

    And Now? You grew up along the Susquehanna River?! It’s fate. ;) I went to college in Selinsgrove and live near Harrisburg…. And you nailed the smell. Ick.

    • Kerry
      December 21, 2011 - 5:11 am | Permalink

      Well, hey there old neighbor! I think the smell is really only one can understand when they’ve lived in the same general vicinity as it. It’s a smell to be reckoned with, that’s for sure.

      I’m totally down for being BFFs — Anyone who appreciates with my boozy cupcakes and chartreuse Kitchenaid Mixer is A+ in my book! :)

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