Thoughts as scattered as autumn leaves, photos as abundant

October 15, 2008 at 8:31 pm Leave a comment

I’m sitting here doing practically nothing because I met all my crazy deadlines for this week, and even received a paper crown as a reward for my hard work. It is beautiful, no matter what anyone says, and I fully intend to wear it from Friday through Monday — the duration of my Official Birthday Weekend.

Anyway, there’s chili in the oven — and I don’t mean just any old chili — I mean Texas Beef Brisket Chili with Butternut Squash from October’s Bon Appetit, only right now at the moment I am writing this there’s no butternut squash in it. But lawdy it smellllllls good. And TELL me you don’t want a piece of this bread that took me a day and a half to make.

With homemade pumpkin butter. Mah speshul recipeh.

Have you noticed I’ve been thinking about food more lately? Only I haven’t really been thinking about it any more than usual, I’ve just been making food more than usual and discussing with with great fervor. It’s something about the fall. About autumn. Autumn. Sounds more romantic that way, non? I say autumn and imagine dancing in slow motion, twirling, through woods in full autumn color, with the wind blowing leaves all around, falling like crispy, colored, leaf-shaped snow, in my hand-knitted cashmere scarf and mittens and hat and sweater, jeans and boots. And yellow ATL moleskin jacket which I own for real and will love forever. I would like to be buried in it. Take note. And please forget the unfortunate state of my pedicure.

Yellow is my favorite color, after all. And I’d venture to say that autumn is my favorite season NOT ONLY because of the delicious produce, NOT ONLY because my birthday falls squarely in the middle of it, NOT ONLY because I get to start wearing jackets which is one of my favorite things to do — but because autumn is singularly abundant in yellow. Though sadly, it is not abundantly yellow here. Yet.

Keith and I went to the pumpkin patch this weekend. It would have been nicer if it had been more autumnal like. And if we could rent a 5-year-old for a few hours. We saw a family with their young daughter, who literally pointed at every pumpkin that was not rotten and — much to my amusement — said with gusto, “THAT one looks good! THAT one looks good! THAT one looks good!” and so on. Picking out the Christmas tree must be fun.

We selected two healthy pumpkins, and then proceeded down the road to the best local farm stand we know of to buy a whole yellow wagon-load of squashes. Orange pumpkins, white pumpkins, tiny white pumpkins, butternut squash, and the ugliest pumpkin I’ve ever seen, which also turned out to be the most delicious (see pumpkin butter, above).

I caught myself today looking out the window at a flock of birds silhouetted against the sky, and wishing it was winter. WINTER?! I don’t know. I just don’t know. The smell of the chili is teasing me, messing with my brain, and it’s just killing me, I tell you. Killing me.


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