Fridaaaaay!… Here, Chicky, Chicky, Chicky…

… It’s not soup.

… It’s not lentils.

… It is a pulse.

Here chicky, chicky, chicky…

This is so quick and dirty I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself.

I found the recipe at pulses.org. And it’s a recipe from Canadaland. So… bonus points.

We eat a goodly amount of cornbread in our household, and I’m super excited about getting some protein in there in the form of pulses.

We just can’t tell G-Man that he’s gobbling up chickpeas with his cornbread.

That just won’t fly.

In fact, I’m writing this post from the pantry floor right now.

[Elen checks to see if there is any light leaking under the door.]

The word chickpea is only whispered in our house.

Whispered behind closed doors.

Good eatin’.

The next time I throw this together I will use a coarser cornmeal, which is my preference.

FYI ~ G-Man had no idea he was eating chickpeas. No idea at all.

Three more weeks to go.

Here be Friday.

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Elen

Elen Grey