"Ernest Hemmingway once said, 'The world is a fine place and worth fighting for.' I agree with the second part."

I am finished.
A hellish weekend spent completely obliterated, this empty bottle of local wine marks the end of an era. By the beginning of November, it will all be over; no more mascara stains on pillows, no more haunting memories, no more fucked up "anniversary's". I am finished.

And I already have a head start. I dug out my mini composition book scrawled with pending recipes. Today's attempt: Pumpkin Spice Latte.

Heat milk, pumpkin, and spices on stove, add vanilla extract and more spices, throw it in the blender, dump in the coffee, and -POW!- you have a sink full of dirty dishes.

But it is chock full of deliciousness. And now that I have so much pumpkin and spices leftover, my next project to bring in this November right, and perhaps to kickoff a new era: Pumpkin Pie.

Whipped cream anyone?