Hearty Sterling Lamb Quiche
When I was younger (and up until a few summers ago), Mamaw swore that I could eat my weight in quiche. If that’s what she was fixing for a meal and knew that I was coming, she’d make an extra one just in case. What can I say; it’s a complement to her, right? She could have considered herself lucky if I wasn’t picking at the edges at some point on the short trip between the oven and the table.
A few summers ago, I had the opportunity to taste, no experience (it’s a much more