Fall, my old and favorite friend, we meet again. The air is crisper, the apples have more bite, the wines taste richer and sweaters transport me to a place of safety and warmth. It's as if nature herself is celebrating her own finale as the foliage breaks forth in a mosaic of olive greens, burgundies and mustard yellows.
My mind is reeling with a million ideas for things to cook, eat and drink. Roasted butternut squash, pumpkin cranberry bread, root vegetable stews and rustic apple pies are all begging to be made. I can't wait for a free day to cruise the farmers market for a bit of inspiration and some fresh apple cider.
Deep down...or maybe more close to the surface, I am a bit of a home body. Thankfully, fall offers me the privilege to indulge myself by staying in. I happily gather my loved ones, light my fireplace and cook all that autumn has to offer until I fall asleep with a good book in my lap and a warm meal in my belly. I cannot think of a more perfect scene than this.
(I genuinely hope you share my sentiments, dear reader. After all, fall is the time for comfort, and who among us does not need to be comforted?)
Now, if you'll please excuse me, I have a bit of baking to do. You see, I have a friend who could use a bit of banana bread, another who is craving pumpkin bread and I need some apple tart to go with my coffee.
Happy fall my darlings.
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