quiche sera sera


So, I’m a vegetarian with vegan tendencies, see, but recently, I found a local farm that raises organic, free range (out-in-the-sun-free, not just running-around-a-barn-not-so-free) eggs.

Did I mention that these little Maybe Baby Chicken Plasmas were a mere $3/dozen?  This appeals to my oft warring senses of compassion and skinflintiness (I can’t believe that’s a real word).

Take that Over-Priced-Big-Chain-Grocery-Store.


Anyhow, the recipe:

Quiche Sera Sera

1 uncooked pie shell
1 tbsp olive oil
1/2 large purple onion, chopped
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 cup broccoli, chopped
4 large button mushrooms, sliced
1/4 small red pepper, chopped
3 eggs
1 cup milk
handful fresh basil, finely chopped
salt and pepper, to taste
1 cup cheese, grated

  • preheat oven to 425*F
  • saute veggies in oil until tender-crisp
  • in a separate bowl, whisk together eggs, milk, basil, salt and pepper
  • spread 1/2 the grated cheese on bottom of pie crust
  • spread veggies over cheese
  • pour egg mixture over veggies
  • top with remaining cheese
  • cook 10 min on 425*F, reduce heat to 350*F and cook an additional 35 min, or until it’s bubbly and brown, with the middle set
  • cool 15 minutes before serving


About Angela

My name is Angela. I am a 28 year old psych and criminology graduate, but I'd rather not diagnose you. I am a cuddle-slut. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Polyanna, Snap.com commercials, and Oprah 'reunion shows' make me cry. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I am an expert in both listening and talking. I look good in orange. I am a writer. I kick ass in Gin, Hearts, and Cribbage but I don't understand Canasta or Bridge. I can be heard singing Broadway numbers from my shower, and have dressed up as a viking princess, (complete with aluminum foil breast plate) The Phantom of the Opera, and a Ghostbuster for Hallowe'en. I have a bird named Bean. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I like vanilla body lotion, peanut butter, saunas, Jim Carrey, broccoli, pets, TheOnion.com, Muppets, Kevin Smith, Corelle dishes, dry erase white-boards, Barenaked Ladies, Philosophy, the letter J, Harry Potter, picture frames, swimming, quilting, Michael Moore, genealogy, Raggedy Anne, tacky 50's tchotchke, 'Idiot's Complete Guide To' books, tweezers, feather pillows, polar dips, aquariums, Martin Luther King Jr., and Dr. Pepper. I don't like meat, gossips, cooked carrots, American Idol, mosquitoes, sweating, politics, public washrooms, tardiness, tuition, hunting, pat answers, pick up lines, brown bananas, cliches, pine scented air freshener, Kevin Costner, bacon, candied apples, pro-wrestling, humidity, and hypocrisy. Books I've read recently The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Dark Tower, When Nietzsche Wept, What's So Amazing About Grace?, Catcher in the Rye, Not Wanted On the Voyage, The Red Tent, The Little Prince, The Way the Crow Flies, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Poisonwood Bible, The Fall, The Knot of Vipers, Calculating God, The Chrysalids, Sick Puppy, Nineteen Eighty-Four, Franny and Zooey, The Brothers Karamazov, and jPod. I am slightly neurotic. No I'm not. Yes I am.

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