I love fall. How many times do you hear people say that? Cliched or not, it is my favorite season. I love turning off the air-conditioner and opening the windows to let the cooler air in, putting on cozy sweaters to walk outside and see the riot of colors in the changing leaves, and I love making soups and stews and other hearty dishes that make me feel all warm and toasty. But here in Maryland, fall seems to have a personality disorder. When we had our first chilly days I immediately planned and shopped for a variety of warm and comforting meals. We had a delicious chili that I threw together, but the next day, when i had planned a big pot of
tomato and sausage risotto, the temperature was already shooting back up. To 80 degrees. In October. I am from Buffalo; I am not made for such tropical temps.