The first time I encountered hummus, I was eighteen years old and had no clue what it was. I knew it had to be something special, because my ex-boyfriend threw himself at it with a savage scream and, frankly, with more excitement and enthusiasm than when throwing himself at me. I could now grace you with a monologue on the superiority of my attributes over those of pulped chickpeas but there is no need to digress. You see, hummus really is special, it’s tasty and healthy and quite addictive, once you get a taste for it. So, all I would like to say to the ex-boyfriend is: I understand… and after a brief consideration, I forgive… however, after some more consideration, I will not forget.
