I have this annoying little habit of writing an almost-entire post. Then I stop. I have quite a collection of "drafts" that I just now read through. This one, in particular, struck me as a perfect "20/20 Hindsight" moment.
It began last week. My mom and I were in Wild Oats buying, amongst other things, that night's dinner. Whenever I'm feeling the need for some fresh, healthy-feeling food, I pop on over to Wild Oats and buy some sushi vegetable rolls. Although the other day I went to Fresh Market on Franklin Rd for the first time, and they had some yummy California rolls. Mmmm, imitation crab.
Anyway, back to Wild Oats. I was trying to think of something to go along with my sushi, and right about that time we passed some hummus. I'm going to be honest and say that I've never been too fond of hummus. A) the name is just grody-sounding B) I had never had the right flavor.
But that night I thought I'd give it a whirl, and my mom was very happy about my decision. We picked up some garlic hummus (how bad can something really be if it's garlic-flavored?) and some pita chips to go along with it.
All too soon the deliciousness was gone. My mom, sister-in-law and I devoured that thing before you could blink twice. I wanted more. Happily, I was afforded the chance to return to Wild Oats and satiate my desire. This time I got the "party size" and 2 containers of pita chips. It was all gone in 24 hours.
Next I went to the Fresh Market and got the regular size, and couldn't find the amazing pita chips I'd been downing, so I went with some froofyIt ends there. What's funny is that (beside the fact I used the word
froofy) I wrote that 4 days before I discovered I was pregnant with Sadie. Hmmmm, first craving much? I continue to enjoy hummus - and
that very brand remains my favorite.
