I woke up starving this morning. Stumbling downstairs to the kitchen, I had a couple of options. There's cereal--minimal effort. There's scrambling an egg--still minimal effort.
But no.
I had a sudden, uncontrollable urge to make quiche. I am a quiche master. Also, quiche is undeniably delicious at any time of the day. But there was one problem--I didn't have a pie shell. I could either make one (even though it was already going on 11.30) or I could adapt. So I made miniature frittatas instead!
For months I had been hearing a good friend rave about this salad. A mutual friend had whipped it up for her last summer, and while we had promised to make it there just wasn't time during the insanity of graduation. It sounded pretty ideal--healthy quinoa, spicy arugula, and the best meat of all time? What could be better? So for the first dinner I cooked at home, I knew I had to try it out.
