#Healthy quiche

[kkimura]

生地無しのキッシュがめちゃくちゃ簡単でついつい作りがちな今日この頃。。😅　

卵、牛乳、玉ねぎ、冷凍野菜(ブロッコリーやマッシュルーム)、何かしらのチーズをパラパラとふりかけてトマトなんかものせてオーブンでやくだけ。味付けは塩胡椒だけでもめちゃくちゃ美味しくできちゃいます！

Crustless quiche is my go to lazy day dinner to make. It’s sooo easy that you just need eggs, milk, onion, frozen veggies (like broccoli, spinach and mushrooms) with sprinkle of cheese and sliced tomatoes on top. Put it in an oven and bake. That’s it!! It’s so delicious and will last for a couple of days at least 😉🧀🥦🥧

[dress-this-way]

Bacon & Asparagus Quiche - Real Food by Dad

[ddiiaaay]

Journal - Tue 18 Jun

🍅Study: Studied and studied once more, 5 hours total. It's starting to get hard, but the pomodoro timers help a lot.

🏋️Exercise: did some dance workout and strength training, it helped a lot with the stress pre-exam.

🍒Food: made a quiche with some mushrooms my parents picked up from the forest. Also cherry season has started!

I should try to go to bed early, cos I'm dead!

[sweetrecipes]

[toriadisphoria-disphoriclul-blog]

Prawn cocktail, much better with tomato 🍅 then a tomato, cheese and spinach quiche 😋

[happy2bmyownboss]

Easy Sourdough Quiche

Our new Spring meal plan has quiche in the breakfast rotation. This is a wonderful dish that could be eaten at any time of day or for any occasion… maybe even an Easter or Mother’s Day brunch? Mr. Awesome’s Mom, Granny, makes an amazing quiche and she wrote the recipe down for me but I was a little confused about the directions so I improvised and it turned out pretty good… he says it is very…

[herbwitchery]

🥦 Brocoliche🥧 Personnellement, j’adore les brocolis. Mais si vous avez du mal à en manger (ou à en faire manger à votre famille), j’ai peut-être la solution avec une de mes recettes préférées, magnifiquement nommée Brocoliche (puisque c’est un genre de quiche aux brocolis, tu vois … oui, je suis dotée d’un talent inégalable pour trouver des noms glamour à mes recettes de cuisine). Vous la retrouverez dans le numéro de Janvier d’Une année en Magie ! 😋 #recipe #recette #brocoli #brocolis #broccoli #broccolis #kitchenwitch #kitchenwitchery #kitchenwitchcraft #quiche #vegan #veganfood #veganrecipes #veganlife #healthy #healthyfood #healthyrecipes #vegetables #vegatarian #vegetarianfood #eatyourveggies #eatyourgreens #yummy #winterfood #uneanneeenmagie #kitchendecor #cooking #cook #broccolisarelittletrees #eatbabytrees 📖 L’elféméride, Pierre Dubois & René Hausman 🔪 Bronze knife handcrafted by my father https://www.instagram.com/p/CmWAm2XKdU3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[spaulyseasonalservingsblog]

Crustless Courgette and Cheese and Herb Quiche

I love making crustless quiches (its also a secret way to get eggs in my hubby!). You don’t need pastry and can literally chuck in anything you have knocking about. I used manouri cheese as that’s what I had but any cheese with work, feta, cheddar or even grated halloumi. I think it does need some herbs in it to add some extra flavour. Mine kept in the fridgefor 3 days and a sealed…

[homoangel]

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vegetarian jack

[bryonyashaw]

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𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲

𝙄𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨

• 250g plain flour, plus a little for dusting

• 50g cold butter, diced

• 50g lard (or use butter if you prefer)

• 4 tbsp milk, plus a splash

• Or 250g block of ready-made shortcrust pastry

𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜

• 125ml milk

• 175ml double cream

• 2 medium eggs

• 1 tbsp chopped fresh tarragon

• 100g cheddar, grated

• 180g cooked spinach, liquid squeezed out & lightly chopped

• 60g cooked broad beans or soya beans (double pod the broad beans if you want)

𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙙

1) Sieve the flour into a bowl with ½ tsp salt. Add the butter, lard and rub the mixture together using your fingertips until you get a sandy, breadcrumb-like texture.

2) Add milk, a little at a time & using a cutlery knife, start to bring the dough together, using your hands, making sure it has no dry patches and feels smooth. Cover and allow to rest in the fridge for 30-45 mins.

3) Put a 20cm loose-bottomed tart tin or a 20cm pastry ring on a baking sheet. Lightly flour the work surface & roll out the pastry to a circle a little larger than the top of the tin and approximately 5mm thick. Lift the pastry into the tin & gently press into the corners, taking care not to have any holes or the mixture could leak. Rest for a further 30 mins in the fridge. Heat oven to 190C/170C fan/gas 5.

4) Line the pastry case with greaseproof paper – to do this cut a disc of greaseproof paper larger than the tin, scrunch it into a ball (this makes it more pliable), then unwrap and place it in the pastry case. It should come above the sides. Fill with baking beans or uncooked rice & bake blind for 20-25 until nicely golden & dry. Carefully remove the greaseproof paper and baking beans, and return to the oven for 5 mins to dry the base. Reduce the oven temperature to 160C/140C fan/gas 3

5) Beat the milk, cream, eggs & herbs with some seasoning. Scatter half of the grated cheese in the blind-baked base, top with the chopped spinach & beans, then pour over the liquid mixture. Give the mixture a delicate stir to ensure the filling is evenly dispersed. Sprinkle over the remaining cheese. Place into the oven & bake for 20-30 mins until set & lightly golden.

[shsummertimefest]

Healthy Crustless Veggie Quiche

[kkimura]

野菜の自然な甘みと旨みが凝縮された、とっても美味しいお気に入りの一品の動画です！家にある野菜達で簡単に作れちゃいます！☺️

宜しければご覧下さい！💕

今回は、いつもと違った仕上がりの動画になってます！サクッと見れる2分程度の動画にしてみました。

(見やすいのかどうか、わからないのでコメント欄で教えてもらえると助かります😅)

Excited to share one of my favorite dishes to make for any meal! (It’s crazy easy to make 🍁)

No meat inside, only vegetables but it tastes like delicious juicy meatloaf if you eat it with ketchup for some reasons) 🤔 wonder why…Give it a try!

This video is a bit different from my usual ones…shorter and simpler editing. Hope it’s ok 😅

(If you could leave a comment and let me know whether you like this editing style or not so much, I really appreciate it!! ) 🥰

[celestialprincesse]

💕⏲️

I just know that Simon Riley is utterly feral for his partner who knows how to cook.

This man is 6'4 and 220lbs, and on top of that, built like a fucking bear. That said, he needs to eat a lot to sustain that amount of physical mass and strength.

When he was young and just starting out, he'd get his calories in through whatever means necessary. The occasional raw egg was chugged and he basically existed on ready meals and chicken.

What he doesn't expect is to fall, hard. Not only does he fall for a civilian. Oh no. He falls for a baker.

They're basically strawberry shortcake incarnate and love their job. (Who wouldn't)

Simon is like utterly perplexed when they make food? for him? Listen, this man isn't exactly receiving affection at all times from all angles, and now he's being barraged with fairy cakes and slices of quiche and brownies? He literally doesn't know what to do with himself.

They're utterly smug when Simon starts to develop a little soft layer of fat over his washboard abdomen, which to them means that they're doing their job right.

He's really worried about it at first, but when he sees the way they frown when he passes up on a scone or slice of pie, he realises that not only is he healthy and happy, but he's got someone that really really wants him to be.

He asks them to teach him how to cook and bake, and he's actually an incredible baker. He's meticulous about measurements and cook times, and even goes so far as to buy himself an apron 'So he doesn't get flour on his clothes' - totally not so he can match with his partner.

.𖥔 ˖

Self indulgent bcs I love baking but haven't found the time lately🥲

[chals778]

Duck with fruit | PassionOn

Chinese food stands out for its quick preparation times and high-quality ingredients. I prefer stir-fried fruits or crunchy, short-fried veggies. In this meal, sweetness and sourness are combined to create wonderfully balanced tastes. Just have a look. Visit our site now for the recipe preparation

[freehealthtips24]

Fast Weight Loss Is More Water Than Fat

Duck eggs are larger than chicken eggs, with a larger yolk-to-white ratio that makes them ideal for baked goods. Golden in color and rich in flavor, baked goods made with duck eggs tend to be moist and fluffy, rise better, and hold their shape well. Duck eggs are preferred over chicken eggs for cream and custard fillings because they contain less water and more fat.

You can cook duck eggs just like chicken eggs and will find that they have a creamier, richer taste. Some people prefer them deviled or in omelets or quiches, as they have a stronger flavor than chicken eggs when eaten plain.

Health Benefits However you serve them, duck eggs are an excellent source of nutrition. Their dark yellow yolk indicates that they hold more antioxidants, more omega-3 fatty acids, and 50% more vitamin A than chicken eggs.

Build Muscle

Duck eggs offer more protein than chicken eggs, even taking size into consideration. Protein can help you build lean muscle, maintain a healthy weight, and recover after exercise or injury.

Support Mental Health

Deficiencies in zinc, magnesium, and selenium have been linked to depression and fatigue. Eggs contain all three of these minerals. Duck eggs are an excellent source of selenium, providing almost half of the daily value in one egg.

Duck eggs also provide vitamin D, the “sunshine vitamin.” Low levels of vitamin D are associated with depression and seasonal affective disorder.

Boost Skin Health

Recent studies have shown that B vitamins may improve skin health. There are eight B vitamins, each with their own unique benefit for the skin, and duck eggs contain them all:

Vitamin B1, the “anti-stress vitamin,” can help prevent stress-related breakouts. Vitamin B2 helps maintain collagen and reduce inflammation. Vitamin B3 can help with acne, eczema, and dermatitis. Vitamin B5 holds moisture in the skin. Vitamin B6 aids the body in coping with stress, and getting enough sleep, preventing inflammation and dry skin. Vitamin B7 protects the skin from infection and maintains skin moisture. Vitamin B9 promotes cell regeneration, the process by which the body is continuously replacing dead skin cells with new ones. Vitamin B12 reduces acne, dryness, and inflammation.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Life in the City 4

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as bad friends, creep behaviour, abuse of power dynamics, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You move to the big city and find yourself swallowed up by its chaos.

Characters: Clark Kent, Thor Odinson, short!reader

Note: I think I'm addicted to thick men.

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!) Please do not just put ‘more’. I will block you. No tag list, do not ask for updates.

I love you all immensely. Take care. 💖

Tuesday sees a new block in your calendar. The three hour meeting stands out in the internal calendar as its highlighted bright yellow. You don’t know where it’s come from. You’re nervous.

Have you done something wrong? Is this a firing? Does that really take three hours?

You try not to let your innate insecurity get the best of you. You click on it but the new window offers little more than the time. All participants are hidden and there’s no description aside from ‘meeting’. The only other information is the conference room number. Right, so you’re going to implode in the hour leading up to it.

You try to focus but the Excel lines are much tighter than usual. They seem to blur together as you file through a thousand different possibilities and none of them are good. What do you do if you are in trouble? If you do lose your job? You have nothing to fall back on.

You get up ten minutes from the start of the meeting. The building is still new to you and you have to check the placards on the wall to make sure you’re at the right conference room. The door is already open and you slow down as you see Tony strut through ahead of you. This definitely seems off. He’s one of the top execs…

What if it’s a mistake? What if you were added by accident? Maybe you misunderstood it. Maybe it was a notice to stay away. Oh, you’re so confused.

You enter the room and hug your notebook to your chest. The table against the far wall is arranged with trays of catering; pastries, fruits, veggies, quiche, all sorts of delights. Alongside the treats are coffee and tea and a frosty jug of water.

Tony helps himself to a cup of coffee and several tarts. Several other seats are already filled. You vaguely recognise them, not all by name, but you know they’re from various departments. You sit at the table and lay your notebook down, nervously gripping the spiral as you flick your thumb against the tip of the pen slid within.

No one else seems to notice you. They all know each other and chatter among themselves. Five including you. Not very many at all. You wait, wondering who called the meeting as no one seems in a hurry to begin.

The door clicks but you’re the only one who hears it as they rest or deep in conversation. You peek over as Thor strides to the head of the table, stopping behind the high-backed chair.

“I hope you all helped yourselves to the wonderful treats,” he smiles, “don’t mind me as I grab a few before we begin.”

He carries on to the trays and you look down at your notebook. You open it to the first blank page and slide your pen free of the coil. You wiggle it between your fingers as you wait. Surely, it can’t be disciplinary. There’s food and Tony is one of the top guys.

Thor returns, a healthy mound of sweets and fruits on his plate and a steaming cup in the other. He sits and pushes his shoulders wide, sighing as he peers up and down the table. You shrink down as you sit at the opposite end.

“Well, we are all here,” he declares, drawing the silence of the rest. They all turn their attention on him. “I think some of you already know why I’ve brought you here but we have lots of time to get filled in. We’ll be taking breaks of course but we won’t waste time, yes?”

“Yes, sir,” your voices reply out of turn.

“We will be working on a very special project. It’s big news that we’ve acquired Onyx Row and it’s all well and good to put a pretty bow on it and send out a release, but we have to handle all that background noise. We have to figure out how that works,” he explains. 

You’re almost hypnotised by his voice and the way he moves his hands as he speaks. He’s so confident and carefree. You envy him as much as you admire him.

“You have all been handpicked to take this on,” he pauses to look at each and every one of you. “We need a strong team. We’ll have new clients to take it and to retain, we’ll have new profits but new expenses as well, and we have a lot to learn about OR. We all know things are not always transparent in acquisitions.”

There’s a murmur of agreement as you stay silent. You’re still not sure you’re supposed to be here. You don’t have very much experience, just a certificate you got at the end of your degree. You chew your lip as you stare down the table, suddenly caught in the sights of another.

Thor’s blue eyes meet yours and his cheek dimples. You blanch and make yourself sit straight. You uncap your pen and quickly scribble in your notebook; Onyx Row. 

“Today’s strategy planning,” Thor says, “we’ll toss some ideas around until the first break, then after that, we’ll come up with a ladder.” He stacks his hands over and over as he talks, “figure out how we climb it. Step by step.”

There’s typing on keyboards. You regret not unhooking your laptop but your notebook’s just as good for notes. Tony leans backs as he chews a quiche, crumbs dusting down his jacket.

“Stark, why don’t you write something down, eh? You’re not here for a free meal.”

“That’s what you think,” Tony scoffs playfully but lets his chair snap straight and taps on his touch pad to wake up the laptop.

“Right then,” Thor stands, “I’ve a brief presentation to get us started before we start brainstorming.”

Your stomach swims. The displacement remains but at least you’re supposed to be there. Even if you’re not sure you’re the right choice. Everyone else in the room is a veteran and you’re just you. That’ll have to do.

Or maybe you’ll just show yourself to be a total noob.

🏙️

At the midpoint of the meeting, several new trays are added to the spread. It’s a lot for six people. You finally get up to grab a tea, steeping a bag of green in hot water, then take a small triangle of a tuna sandwich and a few pieces of fruit back to your seat. Despite the ice breakers round, you’re still shut out of the clique-like conversation of the others.

You don’t mind so much. Talk for business, nothing else. This is work. Besides, you’re so anxious you don’t know what you would say. You chalk it up as much to your own inaction as to their blatant exclusion.

The empty chair to your other side rolls back, frightening you as Thor sets down another plate of goodies and sits. You gulp and look at him as you quit your nibbling of the sandwich crust. You clear your throat and wipe your fingers on a napkin.

“Sir,” you greet with a cringing smile, “hi, er.”

“Thor will do,” he assures coolly, “are you enjoying the food?”

“Um, yeah,” you answer, trying to brighten up out of your cocoon, “it’s good.”

“Feel free to have more. There’s plenty to go around.”

“Thank you, that’s… I’m good,” you press your thumb to your index and bend and unbend your knuckle nervously.

“Tea?” He muses as he reaches to flick the small tap dangling from your cup.

“Mhm,” you nod awkwardly, “coffee burns my tum–stomach.”

He smiles broadly, “ah, mine too, but I’m stubborn.” He leans his elbow on the table, his chair turned to face you entirely, “are you nervous?”

Your eyes give you away as they widen at his blunt question. You dip your chin again, “a little. I… you know I only just started, right?”

“Yes, but you have your qualifications,” he insists.

“Yeah, uh, but…” you glance around at the others.

“But, I have faith in you. As I said, I picked every person in this room. You included. I know that new minds are as valuable as more experienced ones.”

“Well, er, thank you for taking a chance on me,” you bit your cheek and force a smile.

“You know, if no one had ever taken a chance on me, I might not be sat here with you right now,” he leans in just slightly, “everyone deserves their chance to prove themselves. I have faith in you, and what about you?”

“What about me?” Your cheeks wobble.

“Do you have faith in me?” He rests his chin in his hand, watching you intently.

“Y-yes, sir, uh, Thor,” you crackle out, “thanks, I…”

“Good,” he praises and sits up, “I’ll let you finish your food, if you don’t mind that I stay and do the same.”

He swivels the chair and picks up a cracker from his plate. You hum in acquiescence, barely able to muster words. The only permission he needs is your nervous reach for your tea. As if you would tell him to go. He’s the boss.

🏙️

You’re finally let free but you don’t feel as much. You have so much more to do now. You carry with you the folder handed out to each member of the room with an exhaustive overview of your session and the Onyx Road contract. 

You sit at your desk and take a moment to situate yourself. This is your priority. Everything else is second tier. That’s as much as Thor said but what are you going to do about Dawn breathing down your neck?

You fix the loose button on your cardigan that comes undone now and again, right at the worst spot; the middle. You pull the bottom straight and clear your throat, signing into your computer as you rejig back to work mode. 

As you shuffle through the emails you received in your absence, a figure approaches. You delete a redundant communication before you face them. You expect Dawn but instead, an all too familiar face looks down at you. Sitting, Thor seems to tower over you even more than usual. You feel like you should stand as he bends his neck to talk to you.

“I did forget to mention some things early. As you can expect, some details slip through the cracks in such a big project,” he spreads his hand on the corner of your desk.

“Oh, okay,” you grip the arms of your chair as you peer up at him.

“IT will be around to help connect to the shared drives required for the project,” Thor explains as he leans on one foot, hooking the other over it. “You will be dealing with some very important documents. Confidential so you will also need to relocate…” he looks around briefly, “you will be moved to a private office.”

“Uh, wow, that’s… okay,” you nod with a flutter of lashes.

“It’s a lot, I know, but you will be compensated. At special projects rate, no less,” he intones as he drags his hand up his suit jacket and curls his fingers around his lapel. His fingers are so thick. All of him is. And big. You’re getting vertigo just looking up at him. “You be in your new home by the end of the day.”

“Today?” You ask, almost breathless.

“Yes, we move fast around here,” he grins, “but I also wished to tell you that should you require any support, you will come to me. Your supervisor has been informed of your reassignment and your daily duties will be handed out to your colleagues for the duration of this project.”

“Uh huh,” you croak out, “that makes sense.”

“You understand, this is a big assignment. It could require late nights and… business trips.”

“Yes,” you lie. You really hadn’t considered that. In the contract you signed, it was for a desk, there was no travel, no overtime.

“Another matter for us to deal with. Travel pay, extra hours…” he drones as if bored.

“I understand,” you murmur.

He drops his hand to frame his hip, pushing back his jacket as he stays leaned against your desk. His eyes stick to you as they storm in mystery, “I like that sweater. It’s cute.”

You look down at the flower embroidery and your cheeks singe. Compared to him and the other execs, you were a touch underdressed. That’ll probably need to change too.

“Uh, yeah, I…” you fix the loose button again, “sorry, I’ll… I’ll buy a blazer.”

“I mean it,” he drags his hand from the desk and stands straight, “don’t buy the blazer, that suits you better.”

You crane your neck to look up at him again, “thanks, sir,” you fold your hands in your lap, “I… like your tie.”

You immediately want to disappear as the words trickle out. You sound so stupid. He touches his blue grey tie patterned with white paisley and examines it.

“Not one of my favourites, but thank you,” he chuckles. “Right,” he snaps his fingers, “much work to do. For both of us.” He shifts back on his sole, “don’t forget what I said, if you need anything, I’m your man.”

He winks and spins on his heel. You watch him go as tension raises your shoulders. That was awkward and painful. You’re already doubting your place in this whole thing. Before you can turn your chair back to your desk, you don’t miss the errant gazes in your direction. You ignore them as best you can but they sear into your back. You have witnesses to your humiliation, great.