Just like that. Summer sifted away and fall arrived, showering my yard with hundreds of golden leaves, like some sort of treasure-filled pirate’s chest had been split open above it. Prompted by the changing colors, I pulled out the oversize summer foliage from my window-boxes and replaced it with rich hued chrysanthemums and fall grass.
My pantry is already beginning to take on a more end-of-year feel as well, finding itself stocked with a couple of butternut squash, sweet potatoes, some Honeycrisp apples, steel cut oatmeal, and a jar of molasses that I will soon use to make a pan of my grandmother’s gingerbread.
As the last of the farmer’s market tomatoes disappear and the season shifts into cooler gear, I find myself craving more substantial fare: Stuffed pork chops with apples, squash soup, corn muffins, spiced pecans, apple crisp, and of course, some hot-n-spicy chili. None of that cheese-laden, Cincinnati-style spaghetti stuff either. I just want meat, beans, tomatoes, and a whole lot of spice! You know – something warm to nosh on while I try to wrangle the remote away from my motocross-loving husband and check Big XII football scores on Saturdays. (Sorry people, I will never be a Badger fan. My loyalty lies with the OU Sooners.)
That said, I’m signing off for now. I have a ton of work to get done before Scott and I take off for a little visit to Saugatuck, Michigan, a few days from now. I’ll check back in soon with another food-related report from somewhere downtown.
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