Feuilles Mortes

Autumn is in full swing, clocks turned back, change is all around us. As I fight a spot of post election depression, and pre-holiday anxiety, I am feeling strangely romantic about the whole deal.

This is a time of year that finds us together in front of food and drink celebrating, and it is a season of rich sensory experiences and memories. Today I am taking a bit of time away from the schedules, inventories etc... and turning my mind to the sensations of Autumn, and get some ideas cobbled together for some new jams at the bar.

Roasted, stewed.

Smoke

crisp apples and pears

pomegranate

cranberry

roasted squash 

mulling spices

pipe tobacco

chestnut

Armagnac

prune

leather

wet asphalt

maple

gold

red

coffee

crunch

Just a few impressions. Send me your own if you like.