I’m covered in red mosquito bites, which, much like Starbucks’ Pumpkin Spice Latte, are the first warning signs that it’s Fall. It’s taken me over a year, but I’m beginning to realize that Shanghai is far enough South to have only two seasons:…
The first signs of Autumn
I’ve been keeping a pot of soon-to-be apple cider company for the past two and a half hours. I’m trying to pretend that it’s fall in Shanghai, even though it’s already October and I wore a tank top outside today. So…
Butternut squash and other unpleasantries
I have a love-hate relationship with fall. I love sweater weather, mulled cider, the crackling of New England leaves beneath my feet, and any excuse to eat apples (in pie form and non-pie form alike). But I hate.. squash. Butternut…