This week something magical happened: It got cold. Well, it got chilly. Ok, it got slightly cooler than warm. In L.A., the word "cold" is relative, but when I have to put away the jean shorts and tank tops, I say it's officially fall.
I might be a wimp about cold weather, but there is one very big benefit to the yearly drop in temperature: the food. It's not like people have to be a slave to the seasons when it comes to cooking, but there are certain flavors that just feel more appropriate when there's a crispness in the air. Pumpkin, apple, cinnamon, nutmeg...they're warm and comforting and fill your home with inviting fragrance. And it's just not the same when the temperature in your oven is the same as the temperature outside.
