Had to stop because there was so much *talking.* Blah, blah, blah, mutant shape shifters blah blah bugs and death and bel dames and untrustworthy magicians and resurrections and blah blah. Need to do some sleeping and sorting tonight of what I kicked out today and yesterday, refocus, connect it, and wrap this fucker up.
I want a fucking draft, and dammit. A reasonably coherent one.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Spinach and ricotta cheese quiche. Full of cheesy goodness and low carb to boot!
Handful of spinach
1 or 2 avocados (you can also try it with artichoke hearts instead)
1 container of ricotta cheese
1 package of garlic-herb spreadable cheese (like Boursin. Mmmm Boursin cheese)
A couple tablespoons of fresh basil (optional. I just so happen to have some growing on my porch)
Add together both kinds of cheese and eggs.
Stir briskly. Mmm briskly.
Add spinach, avo, salt and pepper. Stir some more until it looks like compost. I promise it will taste better than it looks right now.
Pour into greased baking pan and pop into the oven at 375 for 45 minutes. These incredibly good smells will start coming from your kitchen. You have 45 whole minutes to savor this!
When you take the pan out, your quiche should be nice and golden brown on top.
Cheese and cheese! For a truly sinful treat, top with finely shredded mozzarella, because if 2 kinds of cheese are good, 3 is truly fantastic.
OK, seriously, whatever happened to Bob? You're losing the thread of your story now. We went from quirky hijinks in fucked up to town to just plain quirky hijinks, which honestly aren't as interesting.
Oh no, Agent Cooper, no!
"Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity."
People always think I'm trying to be deliberately rude when I say some snarky offhand remark before connecting the dots. 9 times out of 10, I'm just being socially retarded.