Jacob and I had a lovely weekend in Calistoga, although the wonderfulness of California wine country may have been slightly lost on me since I'm not a wine drinker (translation: wine generally makes me make horrible faces and run for a glass of water to wash the taste away) and the famous wine-tasting tours are unexciting to me unless we're talking about new and innovative forms of torture. We did spend a nice afternoon hiking in Stevenson State Park, though. The eerie rock formations and breathtaking misty views told us that having their picture taken was against their religion, so it was just as well that we forgot the camera in our hotel room. You know, the one with the double shower and four-poster canopy bed, in the lovely Victorian bed-and-breakfast with the amazing chef. I want to go back and live there.
Today I learned three valuable lessons about homemade hummus. One, tahini looks like peanut butter for a reason. That reason is that it also smells and tastes quite a bit like peanut butter, so if you want hummus and not peanut butter, go easy on the damn tahini. Two, sauteed garlic isn't very pungent. Raw garlic is, so if you put in three cloves of sauteed garlic and can't taste a thing, don't add three more cloves of raw garlic all at once, particularly if you're only making two cups of hummus. Three, we really don't have a good food processor in this house. What does a girl have to do around here to get a well-stocked kitchen? Get a job and buy appliances herself? So unreasonable.Posted by dianna at February 23, 2004 06:51 PM