Do you even Quiche bro ?

Another Cooking with Fabes so soon ? 

What is this ? 

Two questions; what's going on,  and what even is this right now ? 

It's ok, I know its hard to go from No Fabes to Mo' Fabes... but we will struggle through. 

What we have for you today is some straight up mini-trash quiche. Its trash quiche because my fellow chef Mme.Givili and I used whatever was in her fridge to make some tiny ass quiche pies. 

WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT REALLY SPECIFIC KITCHEN EQUIPMENT ?

That right there is a pie maker, or as I dubbed it a Tart-omatron. I mean how often are you gonna need to make pies or trash quiche ? Thats not a question, that I am prepared to answer. GOOD DAY SIR.

 Our misé-en-scene. Our ingredients: ham, cheeses (myriad), onions, tomatoes (questionable), eggs, I think that is some jam over there ?, frozen pie crusts, desperation. 

Our plan involved an almost Fabes-esque level of genius in its simplicity.

 Crack Eggs and put them in a bowl and just whisk the everloving christ out of them.
I'm talking about, tilted bowl, arm straining, collateral splatter and stares from co-chefs.
DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING GAME ?

 Get that TRASH OUTTA HERE.

Ohhh Daaaaamn ! Can we get a zoom/de-hance here ?

No, its not a puddle in South Jersey, it is a mini quiche. 

We loaded up that pre-made pie crust with our melange-fluid, then covered the top with the crusts.

I think they look like flowers.
Let them sizzle in that Tart-omaton.

 OHHHH GOD DAMN. THIS IS THE UGLY DUCKLING IN QUICHE FORM. DAAAAAMN.

My fantastic co-chef gets angry at me when I take a picture. I only take candids, it is a personal philosophy. Posed photographs are false feelings. Only the truth of the candid can capture true experience and also funny faces.

A true embarrassment of torts ! We don't need to reform these torts ! Legal jokes. Never funny.
For a quick dinner made with leftovers these were tasty and filling ! What you know about kitchen logistical efficiency scruuuuuub ?

Alright, thats more than enough of my rambles and brambles. Brambles.
  Brambles. 
BRAMBLES.
Ok lost track there for a minute.
This is your Chef de Cuisine, Signing off.

-Fabes