Sundays truly are a day of rest for me. I don’t check my e-mail, I generally ignore house projects (such as the million-mile fence that I’m currently staining every sunny moment, square foot by square foot) and I allow myself to do the things that I like, the things that I may put off all week.
A good Sunday morning for me typically involves coffee or tea, Garrison Keillor on the radio, the New York Times Crossword Puzzle and some sort of food. This past Sunday’s food was an easy brunch fall back: quiche.
My recipe always changes, but for the most part, I believe that you can’t mess up a quiche.