Cooking With Vikings

A recent all boy play date reminded me just how much like little Vikings our boys can be. Even the most well trained boy can be easily coaxed into throwing rocks, chasing people, and other aggressive behavior that quickly lead to all out war.

But this morning, the house was quiet and we had a rare Saturday with no definite plans.  I had been thinking of new ways to use up or stash of quail eggs and decided to make quiche, as well as some extra pie crusts to put in the freezer for the coming holiday season. I was delighted to hear a little Viking voice ask, “Can I help?”

We relished an undisturbed hour slowly rolling dough and fluting edges, mixing eggs, cream, and bacon.  There is something about cooking bacon which calls an end to a quiet kitchen (do you know how hard it is to get ten pieces of bacon for quiche with three Vikings hanging over the pan drooling?)

As the quiche slowly solidifies, the Vikings go back to being Vikings, and they will be hungry when it comes out of the oven. If nothing else, they will always have good food, for good food comes to those who know how to make quiche.