Spinach, Gruyere, Egg and Pancetta Tart
A Deconstructed Quiche Florentine
Real men don't bake Quiche.
They layer the flavours on top of each other and bake
them all up in a crisp, cheesey, flaky crust!
I got this idea from Julia Child. (who, for the
uninitiated, is not a Real Man!)
I recently spent two weeks in bed with her.
I know that sounds deliberately provocative (and a little
disconcerting), but I have to say that she was a
delightful companion!
I had been felled by a nasty bout of Bronchitis and my
doctor had prescribed a cough syrup laced liberally
with codeine.
Too fuzzy to operate anything more sophisticated than
a can opener (forget about cars or sundry other
machines), I snuggled into bed with a copy of Julia's
first cookbook.
Upon awaking the following morning, I noticed an
empty mug next to the bed...further investigation
revealed some cookie crumbs and a little milk in the
bottom.
I was more alarmed by seeing my laptop still on the
bed with an Amazon.com screen open.
It seems that in the middle of the night, my codeine
haze at a peak, I had been dreaming of the basics of
French cuisine. I had ordered Julia Child's entire TV
series on
DVD.
Well, much worse could happen! Watching her whet
my appetite in strange new ways.
One idea was this Spinach tart. I cooked the spinach
in a gruyere-rich roux, topped it with sauteed
mushrooms, then I simply cracked a few eggs on top,
placed a nice, fat coil of pancetta on top of each egg
and folded over the pastry (which I had loaded with
more gruyere!).
I baked it till the crust was golden, the eggs had set
and the fat from the pancetta had rendered down into
the rest of the layers.
This tart knows how to please. There isn't a guy I know
who could resist it!
(Just don't tell them it's a quiche!)
(( And thanks again, Julia!))
click here for the recipe