Persimmons....everywhere

I've always marveled at how rich the color of persimmons become when paired with a blue autumn sky. I was told that after a frost these little globes lose their acidic, astringent flavor; not so! I tried making rugelach with them and it was blaaaaaaaaa.

Fall treasures

There's something nostalgic about fall. The change from hot smelling, sun-baked weeds and noisy bug filled forests to the sweet smell of bois d'arc apples, decaying leaves and the calm sound of chirping birds, makes for a bittersweet sensation. I miss the long summer evenings but am anxious about color, holidays, and crisp air.