Every year when it gets colder (you know, so perishables don’t melt/ooze while sitting in the Florida sun waiting for us to get home) I am tempted into ordering a box of Japanese treats. Part of my compulsion is the knowledge that there are seasonal – never to be repeated – flavors and if I don’t try them now, I’ll never know the joy. I have very fond memories of the tuna and mayonnaise Doritos chips from years ago. This may sound a little strange coming from someone who doesn’t snack much and whose kitchen doesn’t usually contain junk food. But there it is. This is a snap shot of our lovely haul from this year. It is almost gone now… we have been enjoying it very much.
Each time I’ve stepped in a bookstore recently I have been amazed at the plethora of coloring books on every end-cap. I understand it is the new cool way adults can self medicate, but the ubiquity of the things has now cemented in me the idea that I just don’t like to color. Not like that. But if I did, 
eam flavors basically created themselves based on the amazing produce available in September.
I read The Scarlet Pimpernel (
