I had me some more of Cap’n Dyke’s beet salad tonight, which means I’ll be peeing a fine Robert Mondavi Rosé for the next two or three days. And in honor of that observation, I changed the blog’s subtitle. See above.
A combination of tonight’s dinner and an otherwise blank slate from the blog muse led to tonight’s topic. Drumroll, please, for a brief history of falafel . . .
Falafel feels like comfort food to me, yet I think I had my first falafel sandwich during med school — across the street from San Jose’s Century Theater complex, at an international food court which no longer exists. Yes, I got through four years of Berkeley and ate nary a falafel. Amazing.
Here’s the history.
1000 BCE: Earliest literary reference to chickpeas.
The Iliad by Homer (about 1000-800 B.C) provides the most ancient literary reference. The arrows of Helenus bouncing off the breastplate of Menelaos are compared with beans and chickpeas being thrown by the winnower.
October 13, 2004: Fox News Television Producer Andrea Mackris files suit against Bill O’Reilly, alleging, among other sordid things, that O’Reilly had repeatedly called her to suggest innovative sexual practices of which they might partake, including a nice shower scrub-down with a loofah, or as O’Reilly liked to call it, “the falafel thing.”
November, 2004: Falafel Sex puts up its inaugural post.
January, 2005: Bill O’Reilly publishes his manifesto:
(Pinched from this place.)
Well, I told you it would be a brief history.
Heartwarming falafel moments, anyone? Ever been rubbed down with one? I prefer a bit of tahini sauce with my falafel massage, thank you very much.