Real Men DO Eat Quiche

I stayed at the house in Minden yesterday. Had some shopping to do, now that all the fruits of my kitchen labor have taken up residence around my middle. Back to low carb for awhile to get back into my britches.

Back at the house, with no one but me to enjoy the music, I decided to cook the meals I would need for my long weekend at work, because when I get home at 8pm, I'll eat anything I can get my hands on if what I really need to be eating is not readily available. Again, I was in a motown mood, listening to WayBack Wednesday on the Grambling station on the way home, so I turned on Sirius Soultown and got busy.

First, I prepared two quiches, crustless, of course, so I wouldn't be tempted by biscuits and gravy at work. While the 4 Tops sang Sugar Pie Honey Bunch, I mixed up the first one, which consisted of 1/2 a dozen eggs, 1/2 cup of heavy cream, grated cheddar cheese, a dash of ground chipotle pepper, chopped ham and chopped green chiles. Poured that into a deep dish pie pan, and on to the next, while "Superfly" played. The second quiche was made with the same number of eggs and cream, but to this one I added fresh mozzarella, a little basil and oregano, a little chopped ham, shitake mushrooms, grated parmesan cheese, and topped it with thin slices of proscuitto rolled around mozzarella. It was so cute! Into the oven at 350 for a hour and on to the taco meat for taco salads (sans chips, sadly). Listening to the Djay Jeff Fox (the fox that rocks the box!!!) crank out 60's and 70's music from motown and stax records got that job done, with a break when I just had to dance to the Contours "Do ya love me". (remember from Dirty Dancing?) Good thing there was no one there to see that spectacle. Grey's Anatomy has it right--'dancing it out' is a really good stress reliever. But what a downer for this song to be followed by Kool and the Gang's shameful and disappointing effort at a sequel to Jungle Boogie called Spirit of the Boogie. This one should have been pronounced and left on the table.

I threw together a little tuna salad with curry powder for good measure (and low carb snacking), and when the mess was cleaned up, I had two beautiful quiches. This morning, packing up to spend the day in Village, I almost didn't bring quiche for hubby, because I am selfish about my diet food, but then guilt hit me (plus the realization that I had way more than I needed), and put several slices of each in tupperware for him. He loves my quiche. And he's a real man. So there.

On the way to Village, I stopped at Maria's and gave her a piece of the italian quiche, and would have given her more, but she's not supposed to have dairy, and I don't want to add to her problems in that department. Maria is such a fun tester of my culinary endeavors, it was really hard to stop at that little sliver. My sister commented that i made a blog faux pas (sp?), so allow me to remedy that right now. www.cosmomartini.blogspot.com. there. and sorry about that.

Oops. Gotta run---time for my massage. We'll be having pork chops tonight. They are thawing on the roof as I type. Love to all.

LeAnn