I had a very sad realization when I was at the Farmers’ Market on Saturday: the big, beautiful bell peppers I was buying were probably going to be my last for the season. As I picked through the box of peppers, turning each one over to make sure the bottom was flat for better standing-and-stuffing, a chilly gust of wind came whistling through the pavilion. I picked out my four peppers and made my way to the next stand, where I resisted buying pumpkins and butternut squash for another week.
By the next morning, I was breaking out the flannel and thick socks.
So farewell to summer. Farewell to corn on the cob, and fresh berries, and skirts without leggings. Hello to Concord grapes, apples and pears; to winter squash and root vegetables; to cozy flannel and fleece and quilts. As a final parting gift to summer, let’s celebrate the changing season with some stuffed peppers, shall we?
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