Boy, lately I wonder if I've taken stupid pills instead of allergy medicine. Take last night's dinner for example.
Big Guy wasn't home again for dinner and since my main reason for cooking up a storm is the smile on his face, I decided it was pointless to fuss too much. My advice yesterday was so good I thought I'd take it and made a quiche using hashbrowns as a crust. The problem was I didn't have quite enough hashbrowns.
While the measly little crust was baking in the oven, I cooked up some bacon pieces, then put the quiche together with some grated Swiss cheese and nothing else. Yup, no onion, no spices, no salt and pepper, no nutmeg, no nothin'. Then I whipped up a couple of eggs, added some milk and shoved the whole thing in the oven.
It was an over baked, tasteless piece of an excuse that can't even be called a quiche and a total waste of good bacon. The moral of the story is - anything worth doing is worth doing well, otherwise don't do it.
A year ago - Multicultural Chicken Wings
Two year's ago - Grand