Three and half years ago I met my now husband for the first time. He is from Lebanon. I knew nothing about Lebanon at the time, not even hummus. Yes, yes, I know. Shame on me. Eventually I began to familiarize with Lebanese food, very, very slowly.
As cliché as it may sound, about 2 years ago, I decided that my first attempt at Lebanese food would be hummus. My husband said that not even in Lebanon people make their hummus, they just buy it, because it’s everywhere and it’s insanely good over there, so no need to go to all that trouble to make it. I am a stubborn lady though… I didn’t listen. Specially because the hummus we find in Paris is nowhere near as good as the Lebanese one.
So my quest for good, tasty and Lebanese approved hummus began. My first time was a disaster for many, many reasons, namely: I cooked too many chickpeas with not enough water, they were never properly cooked and to top it all off, I didn’t have a food processor, so I mixed the whole thing with a hand blender. It was a disaster. And my husband is a very honest man. He told me so.