I've never thought much about hummus. It can be good, but it's usually middling. But recently I experienced great hummus. Really great hummus. Mind-blowing hummus.
My pal Joy has often talked about the hummus that her Syrian-American aunts whip up, waxing on about its genius. I have yet to partake in her "family hummus" recipe, but if it is anything like the glossy chickpea manna I was served at Philadelphia's Dizengoff, I'm all in. And, for the record, the recently opened Dizengoff in New York's Chelsea Market serves equally marvelous stuff.
Go. Embrace the chickpea as it has never been embraced before.
Hummus. It's what's for dinner.