By Mandy Simon
Ok, listen. It wasn’t my idea to order it because I don’t generally order hummus at these kind of all-American places. That seems like a pretty good rule to me.
Turns out, at least in terms of Clyde’s, my instincts were spot on.
A little constructive criticism, Clyde: Chick peas, cumin and olive oil aren’t the only ingredients in hummus. How about some salt? Lemon juice? Maybe some tahini? Also, herbs that are included merely for aesthetic value and offer no actual flavor could be another decision to rethink. Take it easy on the oil, too. Jesus Christ.
If I were Toby Young I’d say something like, “This hummus is a clear symbol of the American arrogance that began decades of interference in Middle Eastern affairs.”
But I’m not. I’ll just say this: I despise your hummus, Clyde, and everything it stands for. (Though the banana split was delicious.)