Anyway, so it was 3 days before move-out, we had lots of cheese left over from tacos and spaghetti, and I had thought I'd spend the 80¢ each on 2 bricks of frozen spinach to make spinach squares. But midway home I decided I really wanted a spinach quiche, so that's what I tried to make. Marcus had a big bag of cilantro, so we added that too.
|The garlic looks so cute nestled in the cilantro leaves.|
|If I wasn't making quiche, I'd claim the eggs were for the protein.|
|It unfortunately lacked a lid.|
What really amused me was when someone was describing his extensive regimen of supplements and said he could not do without whey protein, he got really pissed off when I asked "Isn't whey that runny stuff left over from cheesemaking?"
|Successfully juiced. It had better get a lot closer to edible before I'm done.|
The queso fresco only half melted... it went kind of runny but it didn't dissolve like the provolone did.
I dumped the hot cheese glop into my juiced vegetables and hoped more time being blenderized would cure it of cheese lumps.
Someone detached the trailer from a semi, parked it in front of a gas station, and converted it into a trucker's chapel.
Hmmm... I think it's missing something... could it be the unlabeled Worcestershire sauce that's been sitting abandoned for the past few months?
So I didn't feel like bothering to make a crust, so I cadged some of the sushi wrappers Marcus has (I've invited him to write a guest post about making cucumber sushi) to line the pot with. Someone wrote DON'T BUY THIS GUM IT TASTES LIKE RUBBER on the gas station's condom machine.
|Yes, I'm baking this in a saucepan.|
So now, we've taken our perfectly good greens and blenderized them with eggs, milk, and cheese. Time to dump the resulting glop into the crust and hope it turns into a quiche!
So it baked until it was definitely set, and Marcus and I went outside to let it cool.
|Also, Marcus wanted to test out his newest bicycle.|
|Also, these are the first sandals I've liked wearing since 2003.|
So now let's slice this thing, and... um.
Where'd all the excess water some from?
At least it didn't stick to the baking pot. Anyway, we tried it and this sucker was rich. Like, if it'd been in little bite-size crusts, it'd have been really good. Or maybe I just like baby quiches a lot. It started when I was visiting my cousin who pulled out a massive trash bag of them from the freezer, saying "Dad got these leftover from something at work, want some?" Someone took one of those old satellite dishes from when they were some 8 feet across and put it on a pole in their yard instead of a shade umbrella.
Anyway, the flavors went together really well, but after one spoonful you felt like you'd definitely had enough. Fortunately, Marcus had made cucumber sushi (Hiya, Marcus, if you're reading this! Wanna take pictures and write about it next time? Hint hint.) So as Marcus and I were staring at this big pot of quiche thinking of what to do with it since we weren't going to be eating it. Eventually, he tasted it again, and said "You know, it's kind of like the cheese layer in lasagna." So we decided that the next time we both had the night open we'd make lasagna, smearing this over the noodles instead of ricotta. And how did that go? Stay tuned...