In my corner of the world, we’re already beginning to deck the halls. But our neighbors to the south are still stuck on a holiday we bid adieu to a month and a half ago. Yes, American Thanksgiving is coming this Thursday and, man, it’s been a thorn in my side for my entire life. This isn’t even remotely America’s fault. My dislike for their late-in-the-game holiday has everything to do with my impatience. You see, when I was a kid, my mother would insist that we not launch into Christmas-mode until after American Thanksgiving. Well, as a Christmas-loving kid, I was not at all impressed with the tardy Turkey day and I grew to hate it. For whatever reason, this unfair disdain for the holiday lingers but this Chocolate Marsala Pecan Pie is helping me change that.
I’m a day late posting these Pear Pancetta Hand Pies because my usual computer had to be rushed to the hospital yesterday. The machine just went dark on me while I was editing the photos for this post. So, naturally I did what any logical person would do, I swore at my computer. And when that didn’t work, I cried at it for 20 minutes. Unbelievably, that didn’t work either. So, I took out a cloth and gave my computer a good clean hoping to nurture it back to life. The computer didn’t so much as flicker because a sponge bath is not what broken computers need. Finally, I admitted defeat, bundled up my mac and sought help. Last night I dropped my ailing computer off at my local repair shop. Fingers crossed the old girl will make it through.
Please forgive me because this post is going to come off as entirely too enthusiastic. It’s just, I’ve hit a complete 180. I finally get this whole early fall thing- it’s downright magical. The colors are bananas! Mums are in season, stone fruit is still holding strong, tomatoes haven’t given up the ghost, and apples are angling their way to the forefront. Oh, and did I mention the colors? The whole world is awash in dusty pinks, burgundies, rich purples, and a multitude of greens. I feel like crying from the sheer beauty of it every time I walk into a market and I walk into markets a lot. It gives you an idea of how much mascara I’m burning through.
Okay, so if you were around last week you may have found this downer of a post. Well, I’m happy to report I have successfully shaken off the funk and am back to my version of normal. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, let’s keep it that way and focus on these Midnight Blue Tarts. Pretty pretty right?
Berry season is winding down, but my grocery store is still flooded with glistening pints of blueberries and blackberries. I think berries maybe some of the most beautiful food on the planet. They really do look like little jewels and their minute curls and creases never fail to capture my attention. This should give you an idea of how fun it is to shop with me.