Traverse City Record-Eagle


October 4, 2012

Foodie with Family: Fall a wonderful time

Fall. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height that my soup ladle can reach. Pumpkins and apples and harvest goodness abound. Chard, potatoes, rutabagas, onions and spinach are in farmers markets and groceries and roadside stands. This is the most glorious time of year to be smitten with food.

It's not only all the options and earthy comfort foods that are available. It's also that the weather is just cool enough to make baking an especially attractive option. Steaming soup pots and warm, toasty scents waft from the stove. Wandering into the kitchen and warming your hands over the stovetop sounds like a great idea, and if you just happen to drop the tines of a fork into a pan of something or other cooking in butter, well, you'd best eat whatever is skewered on that fork.



It's the right thing to do.

I can't think of anything I'd rather do on a drizzly, grey, cold fall day than bake up a pan of our favorite snacks to nibble on while watching a classic movie or television show on DVD. My kids and husband oblige by being as fond of Laurel and Hardy, "I Love Lucy" and Victor Borge as I am. Side-clutching laughter, cozy blankets and great nosh are the perfect foil for awful weather. I admit I look forward to the particularly nasty days because they're a ready-made excuse for staying in and cuddling.

My 10-year-old, in fact, has decided to dress as Stan Laurel for Halloween. He's positively charmed by Laurel's idiotic sweetness. I'm not sure how many folks will be able to figure out who he is supposed to be. If, perchance, a little blonde-haired blue-eyed kid is doing wandering around your neighborhood in a bowler hat and bow-tie, just give a wink and say, "Here's another mess you've gotten me into!" It'll make him happier than any candy bar ever could.

Of course, he'd probably take the candy bar, too, if you'd let him.

It's the right thing to do.

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