Chickpeas

So…Memorial Day Weekend happened. I think we should all take a moment to direct a nice “awww” toward Metta World Peace for tweeting (yesterday), “HAPPY LABOR DAY!” Moments later he realized his mistake and quickly erased it and blamed it on being sleepy. It happens to the best of us, Metta. No bigs.

Anyway, Memorial Day always seems to signify a benchmark for summer. For me it means things like midnight tacos (without simultaneously freezing), lots of iced coffee in the rotation, and my wardrobe makes the official switch to full-on summer mode: short-shorts, summer dresses and the beloved romper.

I’m a big fan of the romper. I wore one this past weekend, actually. I dig the whole idea that us ladies are getting away with what honestly is just an adult onesie. I like that. We win…until we have to go to the restroom. Good Lord. This past weekend I found myself in a public restroom stall with, like, no clothes on, holding the door shut with one hand because man, if that lock was faulty and someone accidentally opened the door on me…good gracious, that’d suck, big time. So yeah, rompers: cute on paper, bad in real life. That’s their official slogan. You can use it if you want.

Another thing that’s totally “summer”: burgers. Obviously. I loooove going to burger places in LA and ordering their veggie burger. Some are better than others. My favorite is when it’s a chickpea patty of some sort. I made my version here. There’s a good amount of harissa (hello spice!) and some pistachios (wussup crunch!). The cucumber mint yogurt is just delicious. It cools down the spices in the chickpea burger and seriously I just want to put it on everything from lamb to salmon.

(This post is in collaboration with Bravo for their show, Around the World in 80 Plates. This week they’re in Marrakech, Morocco. Check it out on Wednesday at 10pm/9pmc on Bravo!!)

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I’d like you to know something incredibly weird and personal about me.

Whenever I get sad, anxious, elated, nervous…something happens. It’s really strange. Like, I dunno why it does this, but my nose does this weird twitch thing. It’s like Bewitched, except totally not cute and definitely not deliberate. There’s no explanation and it hasn’t done this my whole life just recently actually, in the past few years. All my energy goes to my nose and tells me that it doesn’t like something (or does)!

On Saturday this happened to me. It was a combination of 3/4 parts sad and 1/4 parts anxious (in re: of a project I’m working on). Also, something I learned: coffee totally doesn’t help. It makes it twitch faster. Yes, coffee makes it go faster…by a lot. This is weird. And it’s weirder that I’m sharing this. But really we’re friends by now and you should know that when crazy emotions run through my body, my nose reacts. The end.

To calm my nose (or whatever) I decided to make something comforting…that wasn’t doughnuts…

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