I love fall. There is something about the crisp, cool air — something about the leaves beginning to turn gold after a brilliantly green summer — that almost makes me look forward to the winter ahead.
Mostly, it’s pumpkin season. Every corner coffee shop is offering pumpkin muffins, pumpkin lattes and loaves of gingery pumpkin bread. When my fiance and I were first dating (and, actually, slightly before), I baked him loaf after loaf of perfect pumpkin bread, laced with ginger, nutmeg, cinnamon and allspice. To this day, he swears it was a large factor in our relationship becoming serious. Continue reading