Monday, October 14, 2013
The Annals of Fall Treats
A crisp day, it was. In the sun, warm, in the shade, cool. When night fell upon the land, a crispness emerged. Sweaters. Jackets. These things were desirable, even necessary. I settled into my favorite chair, opened up my laptop, and began a program on Netflix. At my side was a plate of Trader Joe's pumpkin macaroons and a tall glass of cold apple cider. The macaroons were delicate and very generous, giving freely of their luscious, spiced creams; the spiced cider acted as an admirable foil. I watched my program, ate my pumpkin creams and drank my cider, a symphony of a fall evening if ever there was one. Pumpkin creams! Cider! Netflix programs on a cozy chair, wrapped in a blanket, a crisp breeze entering my chamber! CRISPNESS.