It happened on Easter. We were invited over to Greg and Cauleen’s house for brunch where we were presented with a buffet table full of beautiful breakfast casseroles. Needless to say, I’ve been in a strata, quiche-y, cheesy kind of mood ever since. Let’s take a look at this potato quiche.
After a full meal with many delicious offerings Bob and I enjoy a ritual of asking “what was the best thing on the plate?” 99% of the time we’ll agree that the potatoes, no matter how they were prepared, win the contest. This Sunday Brunch post mortem ended up with quite a different scenario. Our God