Tonight, for the first time in a long time, I found myself wishing I had a boyfriend. Because if I had a boyfriend, I would have an excuse to blow off studying for the 711 exam. In the absence of male companionship, I spent the evening making quiche and catching up on Bones.
I am quite ridiculously proud of this piecrust. It’s the first piecrust I’ve made that doesn’t require an apology (though if I had guests, I would apologize for it anyway). The quiche is good if a little bland; asparagus and eggs go together very well. The blandness was probably because I used ricotta instead of goat cheese, which may seem like a strange choice for a recipe that was attached to an article on goat cheese. But half a carton of discount grocery ricotta was sitting in my fridge. The final product was quite fluffy, so there’s that.