Weird Echoes of My Dad in a Crust

I was at an SCA event today, Crown Tournament. (One of the interchangeable royalty won)
At feast they served a cheese tart, and I had a slice, and liked it.
The thing is, it was basically a quiche, and I liked it.
One of the adolescent battles with my dad was over eggs in general and quiche in particular for breakfast.
He thought that I should have them for breakfast, and I wanted the additional sack time.
Over the years, I have come to appreciate eggs, but my stance had been unwavering ………. Until now.
I guess that my tastes have changed.

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