I have an unnatural love for hummus. Now, I'm talking: "if I sit down with a tub, there will not be any left in 20 minutes" type of problem. I especially have a soft spot for King's Harvest. It is insane how delicious it is, but what is even more ridiculous is how much we spend on hummus which is much cheaper to make. In the past, I was always reluctant because we didn't have tahini (sesame paste) on hand, and I didn't know where to get it. However, we recently went to a Pacific Islander grocery store, and they had a big tub. I was a little too overjoyed to finally be able to make my own hummus.
In this house, we have a garlic love that would make vampires cringe. We put so much garlic on things that would probably make others shutter, but we love it. So, I knew that I wanted a garlic hummus. I found this recipe from Pinterest, and I used it for my structure to start my recipe off of. The reason that I decided to add spinach to the recipe is because we had a ridiculous amount of spinach at home, and it never hurts to sneak in some veggies.
- 1 can (15.5 oz) of garbanzo beans (also known as chickpeas)
- 1 large handful of spinach
- 2 TBSP of Olive Oil
- 3 TBSP of minced garlic
- 3 TBSP of Lemon juice
- 2 TBSP of tahini
- 1 tsp of salt
- 1/4 tsp of black pepper
- dash of crushed red pepper
1.) Wash the garbanzo beans off and drain all liquid from the beans.
2.) Put all ingredients together (minus the crushed red pepper) into a blender cup or a food processor.
3.) Pulse the ingredients until desired texture/consistency.
4.) Pour into desired eating container and sprinkle some crushed red pepper on top.
5.) Eat your nommy hummus and think about how awesome you are. Pretend that you are in a middle eastern country if you prefer. Just get your eat on.
Fun Sort-of related story:
Our can opener and I fight regularly. I am not quite sure what it is, but I speculate that the can opener hates me. Whenever I try to use the dang thing, I usually end up hollering to the kid and asking for him to help. In my past, I had a different style can opener, and I cannot seem to comprehend the baffling mystique of the stupid can opener. However, tonight, I figured it out! The mystery somehow made sense, and I actually hollered "YAY!" when I got it, and yes, there was much kitchen dancing. What is a kitchen for but for dancing?
Happy can opening,