So we’re still unpacking from our move. We’ve made huge progress, but as it turns out, we have lots of stuff. One thing you might not know about me: even though I’m a control freak (of the freakiest variety), I don’t enjoy working alone. If someone would just sit with me while I worked, I would get stuff done a lot faster. Because of this, shall we say, “work style,” I take frequent breaks.
And by “frequent breaks,” I mean that I work for fifteen minutes and sit around for 30 or 45. I’m not proud of it, but it’s the truth. This is particularly prevalent when I’m working on LOOOOONG tasks, such as figuring out where to put a house full of stuff.
The good thing about having a less-than-favorite job to do is that you get to think of creative ways to put it off. For me:
PIE-CRASTINATION–the process of making pie instead of doing the other tedious/difficult task at hand.
That’s what I did this afternoon when I whipped up a Spinach, Cheddar, and Bacon Quiche.
Here’s what I did:
I lined a glass pie plate with a 9 inch crust. Then I preheated the oven to 375 degrees. I’m just assuming it’s really 375 degrees, because it’s a new (to me) oven, and I haven’t figured it all out yet.
Next, I placed cheddar cheese slices (because that’s what I had and need to use up before our vacation this weekend) and sautéed spinach and onion in the pie crust.
Sidebar: I used spinach from our awesome farm share with Oxen Hill Farm. I was hoping for some success after today’s KALE FAIL at lunchtime. I attempted some Kale Chips that ended up tasting like salty, burnt, fall leaves from the yard.
I solicited advice on the internet, so I’m hoping the next batch will be more like actual food…
Finally, I poured in a mixture of 3 eggs, 1 and 1/4 cups of milk, 2 tablespoons of flour, and some salt and pepper.
I baked the quiche for 50 minutes. I’ve learned that when you’re cooking eggs, you gotta watch it. I take them out when they still look a little soft. The quiche sits for 10-15 minutes on the counter, and it continues to firm up. Overcooked protein is gross, so it’s worth being careful.
Our family of four ate all but one little slice (breakfast tomorrow). The real success story here is that I managed to avoid unpacking for over an hour. If you ever really crave pie, just ask me to clean out the garage. 🙂
“Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”
― Marthe Troly-Curtin