Here it is barely June, and for the last MONTH all I've been able to think of is autumn. I swear I've felt in some of these summery days, either at the very beginning or the very end.
I love summer; don't get me wrong. I love, love, love the longer days, the warm temperatures, the lightning bugs, the smells of fresh-cut grass and charcoal smoke... But part of me wants that smoke to be from wood fires. I want the wind to waft the fragrance of fallen leaves toward me.
I want to cook autumn food, too. Things that are warm and comforting. I'm enjoying lighter, fresher vegetable dishes during this time of year, but part of me wants to say, "To heck with this! I'm making a pot of stew!" I've compensated by making loads and loads of calzones for my boyfriend to take to work.
My freezer is going to be full of calzones after today. I made a baker's dozen yesterday, and will probably make at least that many today. I found a really easy dough recipe online somewhere, and I've been having a lot of fun coming up with tasty fillings.
So far I've made:
sausage and pepper
chicken, bacon, and onion with and without barbecue sauce
Today I'm going to make more of the chicken and sausage fillings as they were very popular. I load 'em up with plenty of cheese as well. I bake them, let them cool, and wrap them in foil. At work, the martian simply unwraps and nukes. And the people he works with are usually very jealous of his lunches!
I think I'm going to think about my favorite time of year and how I plan to celebrate it when it comes. I hope you all have a lovely Sunday. Let me know what's going on in your neck of the woods.