Wanting desperately to create something fantastic, our recent endeavors into the world of pasta-making inspired these two sandwiches. Well actually, it was perhaps one part inspiration and two parts madness (at least, according to Wendie). She thinks that this was a waste of perfectly good ravioli but I was not to be deterred on this quest. The sandwiches were both reasonably tolerable, but they were neither great nor amazing. However, in the interest of full disclosure, they do warrant a cautionary mention on the blog.
Perhaps some of you have ideas for improvements, or just need a extreme discouragement from taking this culinary road less travelled. In either case, I present the result of two days of making homemade pasta (an otherwise fantastic butternut squash reduction inside our own ravioli) that resulted in these two extra extra large raviolis on sandwiches.
Butternut Squash Ravioli Sandwich Recipe
Better than McDonalds, worse than Quiznos, these two sandwiches are shown mostly as a reminder that sometimes we all make mistakes.
- 2 slices ciabatta bread
- 2 extra extra large ravioli to fit the bread
- 2 tsp balsamic vinegar reduction
- 4-6 sage leaves
- 4 tbs olive oil
- 2 slices pear
Heat the olive oil on low to medium in a small pan. Add the sage leaves in the and until the leaves are crisp but not still retain their green color (about 2-4 minutes). Cook the ravioli and place on the slices of bread (one each). On one, place the pear slices and drizzle with balsalmic vinegar reduction.
On the other sandwich, place the fried sage leaves and sprinkle the paprika with the paprika. This is, by the way, the better of these two odd sandwiches.
For the sake of history, below is a picture the making of the giant ravioli. The filling is a delicious roasted butternut squash with ricotta cheese and herbs.
Possible ideas for making these sandwiches actually amazing:
- Deep-fry the pasta, or oven bake the pasta
- Alternative fillings
- Less bread
We really don’t know, so your ideas are welcome, and we can even handle your scorn for attempting the impossible. If we hadn’t tried, we wouldn’t have known.