Hummus — himmas kassa, part #2

There is a special physical and spiritual state which arises when an experience occurs through the palate, while the mind finds a romantic bind to the past. Call it joy. Looking to experiment, and build on that state, today I continue to the next step in the process of making a hummus, based on an… Continue reading Hummus — himmas kassa, part #2

A True Hummus Story

A tiny, feather light, light blue, whitePaper, cotton, or plasticI did not knowI did know, it did not belong.With one hand I lifted some chickpeas, thinkingI’ll blow it gentlyOne thought led to another:Ludwig van Beethoven counting sixty coffee seedsas his measure for a cup of coffeeand as chickpeas and others replaced itwhen King and Church… Continue reading A True Hummus Story