Cheese & Spinach Tart

The quiche recipe made a second appearance in our household last night. Yep, just as delicious as the first time. For those of you who enjoy cooking or are looking for something new to try, here's the recipe (it's SUPER easy!):

1 tsp. olive oil
2 cups diced onion (I use a little less than 2 cups)
1 9-inch frozen pie shell
1 cup reduced-fat milk (do NOT use skim milk)
3 large eggs
1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese (I always add a little more)
1/2 tsp. garlic poweder
1/2 Worcestershire sauce
1/2 tsp. salt (we use a salt substitute)
3/8 tsp. black pepper
1 10-oz. package frozen chopped spinach, thawed and drained

1. Preheat over to 350 degrees F. Heat oil in a skillet. Add onions and saute on medium high for 10 minutes, until they're caramelized (browned and sweet). Remove; let cool slightly.
2. Prick pie shell with a fork; bake 10 minutes. Meanwhile, whisk milk, eggs, cheese, garlic powder, Worcestershire, salt, and pepper. Add onions and spinach.
3. Pour egg mixture into cooled pie shell and bake 45 minutes, or until an inserted knife comes out clean (I've always had too cook it longer than 45 minutes).

Enjoy!

I Wish Our Wedding Had Been Like This...

I can't wait to be this type of old man.

Stay Gold!

MMK

Nine Months

The kid turned nine months old on Saturday. That's, like, almost close to one year. Yikes.

It's still pretty difficult to get decent pictures of her with the birthday sign, but we did our best. I'm pretty ready for her to be over this whole "I want to put everything in my mouth" phase, though I know it will probably stick around for awhile. As long as she's not 23 someday and still taking off her socks to shove 'em down her throat, I'll be okay with it for now.

Anyway. Here are the pictures.







And our personal favorite from the day... I don't even know how to describe what's happening with her face in this one.



Oi. What a nerd.

Oh, and she finally sprouted a tooth. How's that for a nine-month birthday present? She started sucking on my finger yesterday morning and gave me a rather sharp bite from the incisor that had emerged from her lower gum during the night before.

And that's it.

Stay Gold!

MMK

Does It Ever Get Old...

...when we post pictures of our fantastically adorable kid?

Our friend Beth, who watches Norah on Wednesday afternoon, took a bunch of shots of Norah today. They can be viewed on her blog.

But here's one of my favorites:



Ahh. Wonderful.

Stay Gold!

MMK

Big Red V. 2.0

I shaved my beard a few days ago. I'd been growing it for four months (since September 20th). I loved it. Sarah hated it. I love my wife. Ergo, it was time to be clean shaven for a little while.

I miss it, though. However ridiculous it may sound, I spent four months working on that thing. And by working, of course, I mean not shaving. I spent a good chunk of time growing it out and feeling comfortable with it dangling softly from beneath jaw. I named it. I hid pens and pencils in it. We became friends. And now it's gone.

Fortunately, hair grows back. I'm confident that next year's beard will be even bigger and better than this year's.

Anyway. Here it was in all of its glory:





And this is how long the goatee was after I shaved down the sides:



I'm now sporting a shorter goatee with neatly trimmed sideburns and no moustache. I'm "normal" looking again. So it goes.



Beards for everyone, that's my motto.

Stay Gold!

MMK