An ordinary night souffle

Marta went with friends to their cabin on Wednesday, and Ingrid is away all week on autumn break. Terje and I followed Marta, first to our friends' cabin on Thursday, then we drove on to our own cabin Friday morning. But having Wednesday night at home just the two of us, I with all week off work, was a wonderful excuse to play around in the kitchen. I mostly cook on a whim, and Wednesday was no exception. I had a califlower at hand, and in the fridge I found egg, milk and cheese - what else could this be than a tasty souffle. A put of diced tomatos, a glass of wine for me, some non-alcoholic beer for Terje and a Wednesday night feast was set.