Yesterday afternoon I made the worst quiche ever. I forgot to put in any cheese, then overcooked it. I must have been distracted. (It's strange that even though Toby wasn't my dog he keeps popping into my head and I have to make an effort to think of other things as I haven't yet reached the 'look back at happy memories' stage. Thinking about quiche obviously wasn't effective enough.)
Ah, well. it'll have to do for dinner again this evening.
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I saw a lovely poem on Facebook. It's called The Eulogy I Didn't Give by Bob Hicok. There is a wonderful line in it:
The best thing about my mother's apple pie: she was here to make it.
And I've just finished reading Still Life by Sarah Winman. A perfect book! Joyous, life-affirming, intelligent, wonderful characters, just gorgeous.
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Memories catch us unawares and it takes time to adjust.
Well, we can't be master chefs ALL the time!
It deserves a sad song.
It'll have to do for dinner again this evening sounds like something I would do. I hate cooking so I'm willing to eat something that isn't the best if it means all I have to do is reheat
It's easy to be distracted when you're upset. But it's edible, anyway.
I got caught up on the loss of Toby. I wouldn't even have attempted a quiche after such a loss. So sorry.
Dogs tug at our heart strings and don’t let go.
often, as cooks, we are our own harshest critics...... and of course, everything tastes better when someone else cooks it.... or that's the theory..... so i'd just grate a bit of cheese on top and warm it up...... maybe with the cooked bit of crust covered in foil or cut off so it didn't overcook?
Maybe melt some cheese on top when you reheat tonight's dinner?
Is there a "rule" that quiche must contain cheese? It looks good. How did it taste. (Well...it is difficult to cope with a crust, but must one eat it?)
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