Apparently, real men DO eat quiche

I recently found a recipe for chicken, asparagus, and onion quiche and decided that it looked good enough to try making. Ken wasn't hugely excited about it, but he agreed to give it a chance. I made it last night and invited Bobby over for dinner and to watch the Hornets game. While the Hornets were a bust, my quiche was a hit! The three of us just about polished it off completely, and both boys are secure enough in their masculinity to admit they really enjoyed it. Like Bobby said, "if it tastes good, I'll eat it!"