You can’t beat it. It’s like Texas’s bluebonnet season, a riot of color.
Plus, it’s cool. We were there for a week and the color got deeper and richer each day. It’s such a different world, the East from the West. Last September we spent two weeks driving to and from Yellowstone. We covered five or so states in the two weeks, often driving as much as 8 hours a day. This year we covered five states, often in the same day. Funny!
The other thing that was noticeably different to me was the abundance of high-quality European-style food. Like this place:
Maybe the best chocolate ever, even tested against La Maison du Chocolat. This is their pastry box, which measures up to the glamor of the pastries inside. Burdick’s in Walpole. Wow.
And the BREAD!!!! I could live on the crusty baguettes and raw milk cheese. Throw in a few olives, some Serranno Ham, a few cornichons. . . well, you get the picture.
So why was this a different place than Texas? I know you can get this stuff in the big cities, but you have to know where to look. Here, it seemed you had to look away not to find it.
One last food photo. . . from a dinner party we were lucky enough to crash.
I don’t have a good photo of the food from the tapas party. You’ll have to trust me when I tell you it was great to look at as well as to eat.
So, food, color, plus a teeny bit of culture from the Clark Museum in Williamstown. How fun is this work from Juan Munoz?
The morning we were leaving, there was ice on the windshield and we knew it was time to come home. Nice to have such clear signals. We both still remember New York winters. It’s why we came back to Texas. We miss our great friends in the cold Northeast and wish them a few Texas fall days in the midst of the gray. And we hope they visit when they need a break. We’ll treat ’em to some biscuits and cream gravy, and maybe a chicken-fried steak.