As much as I love fall, I have to say it's a bit confusing to see leaves falling steadily from my window but step outside only to be blasted by 85 degree heat. Fall indicates that time where many of us trade in our barbecues for our ovens and slow cookers, but the occasional heat wave sort of discourages that. Not that it's slowed me down, much. I'd bake everyday if I had the time, patience, endless cupboard of ingredients, and masses of people to eat the stuff. Which occasionally happens. And when you desire to bake up a storm, I'd suggest stocking up a two pounds plus of imported chocolate.