It’s getting chilly here in Chicago. Surprisingly the leaves haven’t started changing to a yellow-orange hue, but I expect them to soon enough.
Fortunately, I haven’t been forced to turn the heat on quite yet but have definitely been tempted. Especially since my entire apartment is made up of hardwood floors that turn ice cold during the evenings. The only solution? Cranking up the oven to 350 degrees F and filling the apartment with the aroma of all things sweet and spice (and everything nice?).