With this dessert, I finally concede fall.
I concede the wearing of open-toed shoes.
I concede that the leaves will shortly change from green to golden red to brown and will soon litter my lawn.
I will only mildly shudder as I pass the Halloween and Thanksgiving displays in the stores.
I will think about buying a pumpkin or two for the front porch.
However, I do not concede to Pumpkin Spice lattes...
Let's be clear about that right up front...
...even if I did just get off the plane from the land of pumpkin spice lattes. (Which is Seattle, in case you didn't know it)
There will be more on Seattle (and Vancouver and Victoria) and IFBC 2013 and all of the 1000 or so miles we schlepped later. And what it was like meeting a herd of Doristas and Mrs. Greenspan herself. Yeah, it has been quite a week...
Right now, my brain is still travel weary and I could really use a glass of wine...
On the French Fridays with Dorie side of things... I made rice pudding. I made apples in a caramel-ish sauce. I ate them together. It was good.
If I were less brain dead, I am sure I would find something charming to say about it. The sound of the screaming child in the seat behind me is still piercing my eardrums.
The recipe for it can be found over here on Epicurious.
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie.