18th July - Houmous

If ever you needed further proof of what a boring old cunt I've truly become... Then let my recent fascination with humous rubber-stamp your suspicions, Like most of you, I started off on the beige stuff, the O.G, that was my gateway drug into the dark and mysterious underbelly of the chickpea world. I needed some time to be converted... I never saw the fuss, at first. But I was using carrots as my dipper, which simply can't compare to a carb. 

Even then, I was using dry pieces of bread from the wholemeal loaf, still pondering as to why so many raved over this sand-coloured paste in a plastic tub. These days, though, I'm a maestro. I'm talking flatbreads, warm pittas, even toasted tortilla wraps, all that kind of stuff. I recently dived into red pepper humous, which was even better than the original. But today, I've tried peri-peri humous and my world is changed. Combining my love of Nando's, with the chickpea world, I've found my new chicken, I've found my new yoghurts. From now on, I'll be known as...

... Humous boy.