A near fail and a hit.

I was reminded, yet again, why I should always refer to a recipe and check to make sure I have the needed ingredients before cooking dinner.

The goal was a dairy free quiche. 

I mixed my eggs and almond milk but when I got ready to thaw my ubiquitous frozen chopped spinach.....there was none to be found.

Remember?

I like spinach.

A lot.

I grated and chopped the few remaining carrots from the 5 pound bag we manage to go through every 1.5 weeks and pretended it was spinach.  Dumped the mixture into a reused pie pan since my nice glass pie pan happens to be permanently stuck in my favorite stock pot, sprinkled the top with feta cheese, put it in the oven on 375 and called it done.  Too bad I forgot to add the whole grain pancake mix I bought specifically for the purpose of turning this dairy free omeletty fritatta eggbake type dish into a quiche.

It's not a meal if I don't mess something up.

 I realize it looks disgusting.  However, it browned and puffed beautifully in the oven.

Good thing my dairy free butternut squash french toast fried in olive oil looked and tasted delicious!  Thank you, Mrs. Seinfeld, for teaching me that milk is absolutely not needed in french toast.  Who knew?

Like every night, I cooked dinner while Henry and Taylor played outside.

Where was Liza?

Tied to me.

Where else could she possibly be?