Do you ever have those times when you can barely find it in yourself to give something the ol' 5% effort?
Yes, I said 5%... And that's really bad, isn't it?
There are just some days (or weeks) when you aren't on top of your game. And you go through the motions. And get it done to get it done.
Maybe you are just having a bad day. Or. Maybe you are just being a big old baby and need to snap out of it.
Whatever the reason, your heart just isn't into the task at hand. And you end up taking your snarky attitude out on whoever or whatever is around you.
Raises hand... Guilty.
Sometimes, your efforts suffer for your inattention. And sometimes, in spite of your inattention things thrive. Work out. Take on a life of their own. Succeed.
And you wonder how that happened. Because you know you didn't deserve it. In fact, you probably deserve to be sent to your room. Or at least be made to stick your nose in the corner for being such a brat.
Yes. I was a brat this week. And I am going to go sit in the corner until I can learn how to properly behave. Or at least learn how to not to take out my ire on perfectly good recipes that come out absolutely lovely in spite of my being a goober.
And taste wonderful even though I relegate them to a totally unclassy storage container. Bad, bad Cher.
As a side note - here is where I changed things up (either by inattention or on purpose - I am not telling which is which). I used pancetta instead of bacon, used a large onion, halved the spinach, and left the tart dough in the fridge for about three days because I forgot I had started it... This was a lovely quiche that I fully intend to make again when I can learn how to be nicer to it... Anyhooo...
Have a great weekend, y'all. Happy spring!
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