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A Recipe From My New Book Happy Hour

Happy Hour is about every woman and that group of friends in her life ~ her "go to girls" The friends that she can turn to who "get it." The ones who are there for you no matter what. The ones who laugh with you and cry with you. The ones that will always be there. These are the women of Napa Valley.

Danielle’s Mexican Style Quiche served with Champagne or margaritas if preferred


Pastry dough

1 large garlic clove

¾ teaspoon salt

1 lb poblano chilies (about 4 large), roasted and peeled

6 large eggs

1 cup whole milk

½ lb Monterey Jack cheese, coarsely grated (2 ½ to 3 cups)

Special equipment: a 9-inch (2-inch deep) round fluted tart pan with removable bottom; pie weights or raw rice

Put oven rack in middle position and preheat oven to 375

Roll out dough into a 13-inch round on a lightly floured surface with a floured rolling pin. Fit dough into tart pan, without stretching, letting excess dough hang over edge. Fold overhang inward and press against side of pan to reinforce edge. Prick bottom all over with a fork. Chill until firm, about 30 minutes.

Line shell with foil or parchment paper and fill with pie weights. Bake until pastry is set and pale golden along rim, 20 to 25 minutes.

Carefully remove foil and weights and bake shell until deep golden brown all over, 15 to 20 minutes more. Put tart pan in a shallow baking pan. Leave oven on

Mince garlic and mash to a paste with salt using side of a large knife.

Discard seeds, ribs, and stems from chilies, then pat dry if necessary and cut into 1/3-inch-wide strips.

Whisk together eggs, milk, crema, onion, garlic paste, and pepper in a large bowl until just combined, then pour into baked tart shell.

Sprinkle cheese and chilies over custard and bake until custard is just set, 50 to 60 minutes. (Center will jiggle slightly; filling will continue to set as it cools.)

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