Hummus and Wholemeal Pita Bread
I don’t remember what I ate on my first visit at a Middle Eastern restaurant or who I was with. All I ever seem to recall and crave almost frequently is the humble hummus. One cannot have a Middle Eastern meal and not have hummus as part of the feast. In fact, our cravings for this chickpeas ‘mash’ are so strong that we lumber into Arab Street quite often.
After the Chinese New Year celebrations, my Hummus Attacks appeared much more often and flipping through Yotam Ottolenghi’s Jerusalem did not help curb it. In fact, it only made matters worse. As sheep bleat, likewise I groan the word ‘hummus’ like a possessed zombie. By doing so, I have finally succeeded in pushing N’s tolerance levels and thus, there was really no choice but to start cracking at making our own survival bags of precious hummus.
One of the motivations in setting up Thom & Aimee was so that N could venture into the world of bread making. If pastries were her spouse, bread was probably her mistress. There is something therapeutic to smell the perfumes of dough in the oven, it is almost intoxicating. But bread is a temperament lady and requires plenty of affection and attention. Like old wives’ tales about making homemade wines, bread seem to have a hint of pettiness. Treat them with respect and they will do their jobs.
We paired our lovely hummus with some homemade wholemeal pita bread, served alongside cucumbers and cherry tomatoes. Craving satisfied and misson accomplished.