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I wrote you a poem. It's about roasted tomato hummus.
Ready? All right.
The first time I heard the word hummus
I felt like such an ignoramus.
Who comes up with a word like that?
Surely the answer won't fall flat.
But then I decided to simply taste it.
And just like that, I was hit.
Like a freight train in the cold, dark night
I was born again, my soul ready to take flight.
I've eaten hummus many a time since then.
Each moment special, bordering on zen.
But this batch in particular has my boats a floatin'.
Is batch even the right word? It doesn't matter, for I'm not done a dotin'.
Roasted tomatoes and garlic, smoked paprika and fresh thyme.
Come together like Santa and the Easter bunny, a combination so prime.
Slurp it, lick it, spoon it into your face.
By all means don't hold back, for hummus hath found its place.
Okay…the laughing hurts, you guys.
Gather up your ‘maters, some garbanzo beans (chickpeas), tahini, lemon, garlic, smoked paprika and thyme. Let's go!
And you can serve it however you like! I thought it would be cute to carve out some bigger tomatoes and serve them inside. You're nodding your head. I know, right?
Just make sure to have some pita bread or crackers next to the hummus and Lawdy Lou Missy Sue.
Remember the part in the poem about slurping? Yeah. Now you get it.