That’s right Sis, I got you. In the weird world of cooking for my family, I have made some surprising discoveries. First, my children don’t like ALL sweet things (and I am so glad). Secondly, my kids usually accept my food dicta without significant complaint and finally (drumroll) my kids will eat anything that has anything to do with chickpeas. Errrrrrrh….. what what WHAT? Yes, that’s right chickpeas. I have no explanation for you.
Don’t get me wrong, I like the little buggers myself, but that discovery certainly had not happened by age 6. There was not significant trickery to get them to try the little beans, although I admit to calling them tushies and pointing out that they look like a little pile of baby bums. Some people might not want to eat that, but it worked for my kids… go figure. So when trying to decide what to make for dinner the other night, and since I was feeling kind of summery and listening to great music, I thought falafel made a lot of sense (if you don’t get the connection you probably wasted less of your 20s than I did).
When I found a falafel recipe, however, I noticed that it had wheat flour and breadcrumbs in it. Not surprising – most pattie type foods have one or both of these, but thought, I couldn’t possibly serve these to my sister’s family as written, and so I began my usual alteration dance with gluten free falafel as the goal. And guess what? Gluten free falafel is awesome, regardless of whether or not you’re in the parking lot of a large concert venue. Gluten free falafel rocked this suburban (okay exurban for the geography geeks – holla!) momma and Ms. Picky Pants? She had thirds. Yep. Thirds. Enough said. If Ms. Picky Pants has thirds, I’m pretty convinced everyone should give this one a go. Continue reading