So Many Chicks, So Little Time

Remember this? That irresistable combination of garlic and cumin and chickpeas that I couldn’t help but make over and over again, so much so that I felt guilty about it? Well, I met another recipe.
Not that I’m really done with the original. I still make my old flame every other week or so, only by now I’ve incorporated madras curry powder and turmeric and cardamom and fennel seeds. We still have fun times.
But the today I tried something new. How can I explain it? I guess I was a little bored. That old recipe and I had fallen into a rut, you could say. Things had become predictable. And it’s not like I went looking for something else. When I read about the chickpea salad Brandon packed for Molly of Orangette back in January, I checked it out, okay, but it’s not like I was planning to do anything about it. I mean, I’m allowed to look, aren’t I?
What I’m saying is that maybe I’m not meant to be tied down. I had urges, natural urges, and I acted on these urges. And this new chickpea salad, it’s different. Not nearly as much effort for one thing; all I did was stir in some lemon juice, olive oil, salt, and grated romano. I gave it a dusting of fresh black pepper for good measure too. And okay, I like it. A lot. We had lunch together, and come dinnertime I made it again. I had it twice today and I’m not ashamed.
So don’t look at me like some sort of recipe harlot. I never said we were exclusive.
Italicized items are favorites.



