Football season is right around the corner (Thank you, Jesus). FSU kicks off in a mere 9 days & I’m so ready to cheer on my Noles. I’m also ready for some awesome football food. Nothing like great snacks to go along with great beer, pigskin & a FSU win. I’ve been told that my school spirit is “undying”. Why yes, that is very true. Garnet & gold for life, yo.
Tropical Storm Debby is really throwing me for a loop. She’s messing with the lighting in my apartment & it’s really starting to frustrate me. I’ve just gotten comfortable with shooting in natural light & now? Debby has stolen all of my good light & left me with crap.
I’m a creature of habit. My weekdays are all pretty much the same. I like routine & structure. It’s how I get things done. I get up at 6:39am (because it’s 21 to 7… Get it, Nole fans?). I let Kayne out & feed him, make coffee & get ready for work. I’m in the office from 8 to 5. Lunch at 12:30. Gym right after work. Usually a Publix stop on the way home, then shower, eat dinner & writing/editing. Bed sometime around 11.
So I came home from work last night with a raging sinus headache & all I wanted in this world was honey garlic hummus from 13 Gypsies. My last visit to my favorite Jacksonville restaurant was a few months ago. My friend Steve & I gushed over the incredible honey garlic hummus the entire time. Because I didn’t have a date or reservation (oh & they’re closed on Mondays), I was stuck standing in front of my pantry feeling an overwhelming sense of longing.
That is, until I saw a can of chick peas & a bottle of supremely overpriced truffle oil I used to make mashed potatoes.
And the wheels started turning.
I was driving to Publix on Sunday wracking my brain for something fun to make. I’ve been on a Mexican food kick lately… Especially tacos. I’ve also been eating a ton of hummus. You see where this is heading.