chosen better if wed tried
chosen better if we'd tried
August already. How did that happen?
However it did, it sure happened quick. One minute it was spring, with each long, languid day offering the promise of infinitely more to come, and the next it's late August, and each warm breeze feels like the closing act. Even if the temperature hasn't dipped too much yet, the evenings are becoming noticeably shorter, and as early pumpkins and apples start appearing beside the peaches, corn and tomatoes, I know it's just a matter of time before we're digging out the parkas and extra socks.
Of course it's still a while before that happens, and when I stop to think I remember how the end of summer means the beginning of fall, a season I love almost as much. This year the sense of August as the harbinger of an ending seems particularly acute, though, since, well... it is. Not to over-dramatize things, since all the changes are positive and welcome, but as much as I'm looking forward to them, beginning something new always means ending something old, and when that something old has brought good things, leaving it behind is hard.
In my case, the end of this month is bringing about some significant life changes. We're moving again, for starters, though this time luckily not across hemispheres, but just across the country��to Stuttgart, capital of the southwest. Known as an industrial powerhouse, and cradle of the formidable German automobile industry, I've been thrilled to learn that Stuttgart is also Germany's gastronomic capital. It makes sense, actually, as the city is located barely an hour from both France and Switzerland, is smack in the middle of German wine country and is surrounded by the highest concentration of Michelin-starred restaurants in the republic (61 in the region, at last count). I daresay we couldn't have chosen better if we'd tried.
And then there's the reason for the move. I've been offered a job down there, a really, really great job, one that combines my background in language and writing and public relations and offers me the chance to work for one of the most well-known and well-respected companies in Germany. It's like nothing I've done before, but somehow it's perfect for me��well, as perfect as something that doesn't involve food can be. It will mean big changes, though, in everything from how I spend my days to what I spend them thinking about to how much time and energy I'll have to potter around the kitchen at their end��to, of course, how blogging will fit into the picture.moons of butternut squash would be just as delicious hesitate in the middle of a dip I used white rice for photos ambivalence is gone prepare the cream cheese icing Cookies are temperamental Anyone else mentally in fall mode enhanced tropical flavor a homemade ganache