We fell off the end of summer this week. It was the rain, of course, that tipped us over, though we've been edging towards fall for weeks, the days growing shorter, the light cooler, and the drought dropped leaves drifting yellow across the streets. But I wasn't paying attention because every day was sunshine and running shorts, until the rain came.
This is my favorite time of year, cool, but not yet swallowed by grey skies, the smell of wet leaves and earth, the dizzying abundance of apples, pears, and Italian plums, the clouds catching on the hill tops and fog pooling in the hollows.
It's also perfect bread weather (see above), and the pastry possibilities with all this fall fruit! Oh my. This week on the menu: Red & White, Mountain Rye, Sunflower Rye, and Wild & Seedy. On the pastry side I have the last Peach Galettes of the year, along with a few Black & Raspberry Galettes, and, most exciting of all, an Italian Plum & Anise Torte.
See you soon!
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