My contribution to the "sweet treat revolution".
It's a crisp, Saturday morning. The leaves are rustling, the temps fall in the lower 50s. You've just had the best night of sleep and have nowhere to be. You turn on some Gilmore Girls. You break out that fresh pumpkin candle. You make this epic "fall in a bowl" breakfast. It's gonna be a good day.
The identity crisis of an overly dramatic 14-year-old.
A reflection on a near perfect meal in Soho as my brother's girlfriend introduced me to Big Apple weekending in the fall time.
I was recently rewatched the sitcom "Arrested Development" (2003-2019) with my roommate, who's eyes had never graced the show before.