There was a turning point for me, when I realized how good hummus could be. The hummus I remember growing up with, was lumpy, gritty, watery and a bit bland – definitely not homemade and most likely came from the refrigerator section of a supermarket. I can’t do that type of hummus anymore – it’s a sin and a slap in the face to what real hummus is.
My mind changed about hummus, when I ate Lebanese food for the first time. The hummus I had was perfectly smooth, like spreadable butter. It was a bit salty, savory and extremely creamy. Where had this type of hummus been my entire life? I craved this hummus for months, and Lebanese food became a regular for us. Continue reading →
The holidays are filled with goodies, parties and most likely office potlucks. Mister had one just the other day, and while I was planning to bake him a cake, two things decided to derail that plan… Continue reading →
Skruzdėlynas translates to “anthill” and is called a cake, but it is not a cake in the traditional sense. It is layers of fried dough, covered in honey and topped with poppy seeds. It is only as sweet as the honey! If you love honey, this is your thing.