Shaw’s don’t often wax poetic, but Jeremiah got pretty close while eating this quiche. This morning we went to the Christchurch farmers’ market and Jeremiah picked up a “second class dozen” (that means 10) duck eggs and Bobotie sausage (it’s green). This evening he whipped up a quiche that tasted great. Honestly I’m not a connoisseur of eggs, I couldn’t tell by taste that they were duck eggs. But we enjoyed them (and the food story) heartily at any rate!