When it comes to going out for lunch or dinner, friends and family are forever saying, “Your choice. You have more restrictions and less to choose from.” As a vegetarian ten years ago, this was definitely the case. And maybe in some smaller towns or cities, it still is.
Archives for September 2015
There are songs, albums, and artists that I tend to associate with each season, but none more-so than in the fall. It’s usually the time of year that I discover new artists and listen to them obsessively. It’s funny how I’ll go months without thinking about a particular song that I first heard and was in love with over five or ten years ago in the months of September or October, but once those months roll around it’s suddenly in my head again. I think the falling leaves, golden sunsets, and crisp air cause some kind of trigger and BAM, it’s time to get them on repeat for a few weeks.
Digging back into some of my earliest memories, I recall one powerful voice that, even as a young child, resulted in an almost immediate emotional response every single time I heard it. I grew up listening to the classic rock my parents had come of age to and enjoyed almost all of it (and still do to this day) but when I saw the Fleetwood Mac cassette come out of its case or caught one of their songs while flipping through the radio stations, I remember getting chills and feeling over the moon because there was just something about Stevie Nicks.
Jeremy has been obsessed with Moscow Mules this summer. It’s the first mixed drink I’ve really seen him get into, as he’s so into craft beer. He’s perfected the classic Moscow Mule and, while I enjoy them, too, I became curious as to whether there might be an autumn-inspired version.