Like most days, I came home from work yesterday and still needed to figure out what to cook for dinner. This usually involves poking my head into the refrigerator and freezer, hoping to find inspiration staring me in the face, I suppose.Yesterday, it actually did!
I still had some things left in the fridge from when we had a house full of company earlier this month that really needed to be used up before they spoiled. I rummaged through the eclectic mix of items on the shelves and in the crisper, et voilà, I suddenly realized I had everything I needed to make Quiche Lorraine!
So while I sautéed some chopped bacon, I made a pie crust and heated water to wilt a large handful of fresh spinach. I pressed the cooked spinach into a colander to drain and minced a bunch of green onions. After I drained most of the grease from the crispy bacon bits, I tossed the greens onions into the sauté pan with the bacon to continue cooking for just another minute or two then drained away any remaining grease from these in the colander as well. I layered the bacon, onions and spinach in the bottom of my pie shell then topped those with a heaping cup of finely julienned Swiss cheese slices.
I whipped five fat, brown farm eggs with 1 cup of heavy cream (leftover from a Bananas Foster recipe I'd made) and 1/2 cup of skim milk, added salt and a healthy dash of Cayenne pepper and poured the mixture over the ingredients in my pie crust. After sliding the quiche into the oven to bake @ 325 for about an hour, I had plenty of time to set the cafe table in the screen room for dinner.
Finally, I pulled the cork on a chilled bottle of Chardonnay just as Dan walked in the door asking, "What's for supper?" How's that for timing, eh?
Later, as we lingered over the last of the wine, it occurred to me that we must look pretty odd—still wearing our work clothes while dining in style, al fresco, enjoying an absolutely gorgeous early autumn evening.
You know, I don't think "leftovers" have ever tasted so good!
— Robin
4 comments:
This dinner sounds wonderful! And I don't even like eggs... You do have a way with words :)
Hi Patty! It was funny, when I told Dan we were having quiche for dinner, he kinda turned up his nose--then he tasted it and polished off nearly half the pie by himself. Men! LOL
Tell Pat I said "Hi"... I miss you, two!
Who drinks Chardonnay with Quiche? That's like having a Bud Light with your omlet, isn't it?
C'mon, girl. You know the French. It's perfectly acceptable to serve wine with EVERYTHING! :D
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