Monday, February 3, 2014

Quiche was on the menu at BOND today. I’ve made it a couple of times with limited success. The first time I made it I used frozen pie shells. They went together well, but cooking for the group meant I needed six pies and the oven will only handle four at a time. The second time I used frozen tart shells and, although they worked well, they were fiddly to make.

I decided to try a crustless quiche today – ham and Swiss cheese and broccoli and cheddar. We had ham left from the BOND Christmas dinner so I defrosted it over the weekend. The recipe called for a large pie plate, but because I was making two double batches, and because I didn’t have enough big pie plates, I used 10″x13″ roasting pans. I allowed for extra cooking time but it was over an hour before they were ready to serve.

There were a number of new ladies in the group today and, as we were all introducing ourselves, I apologized for the late lunch (at that point the quiches were still in the oven). One of the coordinators made the remark that I’d never been late before. That was kind, but I’m not sure it was true. There were only a couple of pieces left over so they must have tasted okay, or else the Mums were starving by the time they were served!

Since I’ve been home I’ve been running up and down stairs for mail and answering the door. We had mail through the front door slot and I checked outside because I expected my Ott light to be delivered. Sure enough it was there, along with a courier card for the computer for the Red Cross. I called them to arrange an alternate delivery. The driver was on his way back into town from Lund and he’d come by right away.

When I checked messages on the phone one of our concert people had called. When I called him back he said he’d be here in about half an hour to pick up his tickets. I had just sat down with a cup of coffee when the doorbell rang and the courier was at the front door. I hauled the computer upstairs, sat down for a minute and Murray was at the back door for his tickets. When I thought it was safe to play a game or two on my iPad there was a knock at the back door – another courier with a parcel for Pat.

I’m exhausted – it will be an early night (if I don’t get caught up in my book).