Hummus, a love story

I wanted to call this entry Hummus, a love song but I couldn't think of anything that rhymes with "hummus" except for "pumice" and that's just not appetizing. So I wrote a love story instead. It goes something like this:

Girl meets hummus. Girl falls madly in love with hummus. Hummus is there for girl, through late night "I'm nibbly and want a snack" times, through "this sandwich just needs a little something" times, and "I don't want to cook dinner so I'll just keep eating hummus and carrots until my stomach hurts" times. They live happily ever after, the end.

It's a very simple love story. Much more simple than my ACTUAL love life, which right now goes something like:

Girl meets boy. Girl is taken by boy's chiseled good looks and quirky humor. Boy pursues girl. Girl freaks out, then succumbs to boy's irresistible charm. Boy and girl fall madly in love. Boy freaks out. Boy breaks up with girl. Boy and girl remain "just friends" for five and half years. Girl moves halfway across the country. Boy moves the halfway across the country in the opposite direction. Boy and girl finally break up FOR REAL. Girl goes to a lot of yoga and kickboxing classes and eats a lot of chocolate. Boy freaks out about giant vacuum left in his life by girl's absence. Boy proposes to devil woman. Boy tells girl he's engaged. Girl goes bowling and imagines boy's face on pins. Girl goes to grad school, gets new job, dates the occasional boy toy. Boy realizes he's miserable. Boy breaks up with devil woman. Boy contacts girl. Boy and girl rekindle actual friendship. Boy apologizes to girl for every stupid thing he ever did. Girl thinks boy is just really lonely. Boy makes grand statements about a possible future together. Against all common sense and better judgment, boy and girl go on vacation together. Boy and girl have an amazing week. Boy says "I love you." Girl want to move forward. Boy says he's uncertain and still getting over devil woman. Girl bangs head against wall, wonders if she should dust off copy of He's Just Not That Into You.

Or something like that.

Anyway, hummus has always been good to me, and the Lower-Fat Cauliflower Hummus (p. 68) was no exception. If you want a tasty treat, but find yourself going through hummus less like a condiment and more like a vital nutrient you must consume in mass quantities in order to ward off imminent death, then try this out. I thought the cauliflower might affect the taste or texture but I was mistaken. Even my non-hummus-loving, cauliflower-averse roommate gave it a thumbs up. Make it right now!

Why are you still reading this? Go!