Of course I chickened out and avoided the Quiche of Death.
I justified it by saying that if I had the opportunity to pay $9 (the price of the quiche) to avoid spending the day on the crapper, I'd fork it over in a second, so the quiche went in the trash and I had leftover pizza for breakfast instead.
And the applewood smoked pepper bacon kicked ass, in case you were wondering. We had guests over Saturday night, and the four adults and four kids managed to polish off the whole pound at breakfast on Sunday. And it didn't even set off the smoke detector when I cooked it in the oven - hurray!
Monday, April 21, 2008
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Heat it up. It would have been fine. Killed anything growing in it.
At least, it would have been fine for you to eat. Fine for us on the other side of the country - far, far, far away from the quiche of death.
You worry about the quiche sitting in the car for 4 hours, but do not about the quiche sitting on the counter of the building for the last 4 days?
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