It's the first Sunday of November and ah, it's been quite the week. So long, Lou Reed. So long, evening sun. So long, (this is for real now) tomatoes and eggplant. So long, clever and scary Halloween costumes. Goodbye Día de los Muertos sugar skulls and flickering, candlelit street altars. Hello bare branches and leaf-clogged gutters and cold foggy mornings. Hello roots and squash and garlic. Hello old sweaters and thick, wooly socks. Welcome, 'these dark days of autumn rain … as beautiful as days can be.' Welcome, November, and the comforts you inspire.
Don't feel like drinking your candy corns or sipping on a snickers bar? Me either, so this Halloween, I gave one of my favorite cocktails a holiday makeover that makes drinking something spooky a little easier to swallow. If you still have a Halloween party or two in your weekend plans, make sure this cocktail is on the menu.
If you could capture the experience of walking through the woods on a fall afternoon just as the leaves are starting to change color and put it in a bottle (or can), this scotch ale is what it would taste like. It's one that will warm you to your toes and make you actually look forward to shorter days.
I recently had the serious pleasure of tasting some pretty special French cheese. They're the style of cheese with the oldest cheesemaking history in the world: mountain varieties from the French Pyrenees, made with raw sheep milk. And thanks to Formaggio Kitchen, you can taste them, too.