Now is the time to be enjoying fall.
I mean, everywhere I look, I see orange…butternut squash, acorn squash, sweet potatoes + pumpkin. I feel the thick comfort and warmth of wool sweaters, tights, hats, mittens + adorably snuggly dresses. I taste apple cider, freshly-picked apples, apple cider donuts + apple cider caramel. I hear the winds of fall whipping their virulent gusts and giving me a reason not to go running outside. I smell cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, allspice + spicy ginger.
And yet, even with fall’s abundant harvest, all I want is carbs.
Carbs and cheese to be exact.
Upon finally admitting my veggie-less cravings today, the white girl inside me panicked: is my hearty Midwestern stock preparing for a long, arduous winter by already demanding I eat carbs to hibernate unwanted fat on my thighs, hips and arms (but unfortunately, not my chest)? How did Laura Ingalls Wilder deal with this seasonal conundrum?
What if I’m pregnant?!?! (<- oh wait…not possible)
Have my plant-loving tastebuds suddenly turned on all things kale, spinach, eggplant, rainbow chard and mother earth? Where is my man Michael Pollan when you need him?
Most importantly…where is the justice in this cruel, cruel world?!?!?
Turns out, the only answer I could find to any of the above questions was right in front of me the whole time…the recipes section of my blog.
So please…enjoy some of my fall recipe favorites, because for the time being, I won’t.
(click on the picture to go to each recipe)
Now, pass the bagels + cream cheese and no one gets hurt.