The Hum-mess

Last week I decided to try out my new food processor. We had bought a small one so I could continue with my hummus and pesto-making. Rich had really enjoyed the batch I managed to make at the hotel with the magic bullet, although it wasn't really up to the standard for which I was hoping. (pause for grammar appreciation!) Anyway, I was all excited to do something productive, we had been shopping and I had the ingredients to make the scallion and dill, and off I went. Rich was watching the puppies and I was excited to surprise him with a delicious treat. I toasted the walnuts to perfection. I drained, rinsed, and added the chick peas. I was a little disappointed to have to add some safflower oil because I was hoping the oil from the nuts would take care of it. It didn't, however. I was pretty surprised at how poorly the food processor was chopping things. I added more oil. Then I added the scallions and the dill. After what seemed like an eternity of loud noise, I decided that the hummus was as ready as could be. I opened the box of Marys Gone Crackers, dipped one inside and presented it to my husband. He declared it delicious! I tried some on a cracker myself. Yes, it was delicious. Suddenly, I had a bad thought. Where were those plastic guards from the tips of the very sharp blades? Probably on the window sill...or maybe the counter...surely, I left them on the table...noooooo.... But yes, I had in fact ground the plastic guards directly into my delicious hummus. Soon after, I picked a small shard out of my tooth and Rich found that one seemed to be in his throat. And that is the tail of a tragic ending to what really turned out to be a hum-mess! Luckily, the tragic ending can be replaced with the knowledge that I made a very successful and plastic-less batch yesterday!