My parents came into town for a visit recently and when I asked my mom what she wanted to eat, and she said Middle-Eastern food. I wanted to kiss her through the phone. Besides Greek Food, Middle-Eastern Food is my favorite. I have an ongoing love affair going with hummus. My Italian Grandmother gets upset when I tell her my love for any foods other than Italian, so this is our secret.
The restaurant we went to was beautiful and nicely decorated. Plus when you dine with senior citizens you can find a seat anywhere, Oh the joys of eating dinner at 4pm.
For my dinner I choose the hommous (how it was spelled on the menu) topped with lamb. Hummus is how I always spell it. I guess there are several versions, I don’t care how it’s spelled I love just want an endless supply of it. Anyway.
To start we received a basket of fresh bakes pita bread and the garlic dip.
My dad would not try it, so that left more for me and my mom. My dad is not adventurous with foods, it took me 15 years to get him to try a tiny little bite of tofu, which he claimed almost killed him. He only likes what his mother served him as a child and what my mom continues to serve him. He actually said to me at dinner that he worries about me getting enough protein in my diet because I eat so many strange foods. I have explained to him 100 times that the foods I eat are protein based, like tofu, hummus, and beans. He means well, he’s just really old school. Another funny comment from my dad was, “what do you eat on your cereal since you don’t like milk? I told him I do like milk, but prefer soy milk. He then told me how worried he is that I don’t get enough calcium. Bless his heart.
Then came the salad, just a fresh chopped salad with a light house dressing and fresh herbs. Hidden under all the greens were some really great chunks of cucumbers and tomatoes.
My parents each ordered the shish-kabob and rice. My dad loves shish-kakob and that was probably the only thing on the menu he would order.
Here’s my hommous topped with lamb, it was very good, I loved the spices on the meat, plus the hommous was so thick and flavorful. Dad would not try it, not even a tiny taste, but I will continue to keep at that one, I think he would really like it, if he would only give it a taste.
It was a perfect meal and time well spent with the rents. On a super sweet end note, my dad gave me a box of Godiva chocolates because he worries I don’t eat enough chocolates! Funny, right.
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