We admit it. We love quiche. Perhaps it's because of Our French minor and subsequent time in France (shout out to Our awesome French Maman from our home-stay! We thank heaven that you were a kindergarten teacher and patient with Our ineptitude). Perhaps it's because eggs are clearly a lunchtime nom of choice here in the Sneaky Kingdom. Maybe Our love of pie just needs a savory expression. But whatever it is, the King loves quiche!
Here's a quarter of a spinach, onion, mushroom, and cheese quiche, together with a tangerine, some dates, some carrots, some grape tomatoes, and some of the never-ending jar of peanut sauce. In Our Santa tin. Because you know who else loves quiche? That's right. Kris Kringle. And James Schuyler, one of Our favorite poets--and the poet We taught Our students today, and about whom Our students gave not one fig. Hmph. Their loss.
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